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COLLECTION^efOMJE^ 

OF 

HYMNS, 

FOR  THE  USB  OF  THE 

METHODIST    EPISCOPAL    CHURCH, 

PRINCIPALLY  FROM  THE  COLLECTION  OF  THE 

REV.   JOHN  WESLEY,  M.  A. 

LATE    FELLOW    OF    LINCOLN    COLLEGE,    OXFORD. 


REVISED  AND  CORRECTED, 

ppropriate  Tunes,  and  the  corresp< 
larmonist,  prefixed  to  each  Hymn. 


With  the  titles  of  appropriate  Tunes,  and  the  corresponding  page  of  the 
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I  will  sing  unto  the  Lord  as  long  as  I  live  :  I  will  sing  praise  unto  my  God 
while  I  have  my  being,  Paa.  civ,  33. 

I  will  sing  with  the  spirit,  and  I  will  sing  with  the  understanding  also, 
1  Cor.  xiv,  15. 


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FOR  THE  METHODIST  EPISCOPAL  CHURCH,  AT  THE  CONFERENCE 

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Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1832,  by 
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TO 

THE  MEMBERS  AND  FRIENDS 

OF  THE 

METHODIST  EPISCOPAL  CHURCH. 

The  Hymnbook  heretofore  in  use  among  us, 
has  been  thought  by  many  to  be  defective,  partly 
on  account  of  the  mutilated  state  of  many  of  the 
hymns,  and  partly  because  of  its  being  divided 
into  two  books.  To  remedy  these  inconvenien- 
cies,  measures  have  been  adopted  to  prepare  a 
revised  edition  of  our  Hymnbook,  such  a  one. as 
should  exclude  the  defects  and  retain  the  excel- 
lencies of  the  one  heretofore  published.  This 
revised  edition  we  now  present  to  you. 

The  greater  part  of  the  hymns  contained  in 
the  former  selection  are  retained  in  this,  and 
several  from  Wesley's  and  Coke's  collections, 
not  before  published  in  this  country,  are  added. 
The  principal  improvements  which  have  been 
made,  consist  in  restoring  those  which  had  been 
altered,  as  was  believed  for  the  worse,  to  their 
original  state,  as  they  came  from  the  poetical  pen 
of  the  Wesleys  ;  for  the  following  hymns  were, 
except  a  few  which  have  been  taken  from  other 
authors,  composed  by  the  Rev.  John  and  Charles 
Wesley ;  names  that  will  ever  be  held  dear  and 
in  high  estimation  by  every  lover  of  sacred  poetry. 


The  following  hymns,  arranged  under  their  ap- 
propriate heads,  were  submitted  to  our  General 
Conference,  approved  by  that  body,  and  ordered 
for  publication. 

In  presenting  this  revised  Hymnbook  to  you 
for  your  use,  we  humbly  trust  that  we  are  put- 
ting into  your  hands  one  of  the  choicest  selec- 
tions of  evangelical  hymns,  suitable  for  private 
devotion,  as  well  as  for  family,  social,  and  public 
worship,  by  which  you  will  be  much  aided  in  the 
performance  of  these  important  parts  of  Divine 
service. 

We  are  the  more  delighted  with  this  design  as 
no  personal  advantage  is  concerned,  but  the 
public  good  alone. — For  after  the  necessary  ex- 
penses of  publication  are  discharged,  we  shall 
make  it  a  noble  charity,  by  applying  the  profits 
arising  therefrom  to  religious  and  charitable 
purposes. 

No  motive  of  a  sinister  nature  has  therefore 
influenced  us  in  any  degree  to  publish  this  excel- 
lent compilation.  As  the  profits  of  the  former 
editions  have  been  scrupulously  applied  as  above, 
so  the  same  appropriation  of  the  profits  of  the 
present  shall  be  conscientiously  observed.  We 
must  therefore  earnestly  entreat  you,  if  you  have 
any  respect  for  the  authority  of  the  Conference, 
or  of  us,  or  any  regard  for  the  prosperity  of  the 
Church  of  which  you  are  members  and  friends, 
to  purchase  no  Hymnbooks  but  what  are  pub- 
lished by  our  own  Agents,  and  signed  with  the 


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names  of  your  Bishops.  And  as  we  intend  to 
keep  a  constant  supply,  the  complaint  of  our 
congregations,  "that  they  cannot  procure  our 
Hymnbooks,"  will  be  stopped. 

We  exhort  you  to  sing  with  the  spirit  and  with 
the  understanding  also ;  and  thus  may  the  high 
praises  of  God  be  set  up  from  east  to  west,  from 
north  to  south ;  and  we  shall  be  happily  instru- 
mental in  leading  the  devotion  of  thousands,  and 
shall  rejoice  to  join  you  in  time  and  eternity. 
We  are,  dear  Brethren, 

Your  faithful  pastors  in  Christ, 

WILLIAM  M'KENDREE, 
ROBERT  R.  ROBERTS, 
JOSHUA  SOULE, 
ELIJAH  HEDDING. 


NOTICE. 

In  this  improved  edition  of  the  Methodist 
Hymnbook,  the  tunes  adapted  to  the  hymns,  and 
contained  in  the  Methodist  Harmonist,  are  named 
at  the  head  of  each  hymn,  together  with  the 
page  of  the  Harmonist  at  which  the  tune  may  be 
found.  The  page  of  the  Harmonist  is  signified 
by  the  letter  "p."  following  the  name  of  the  tune. 


caution. 
All  persons  desirous  of  possessing  the  true 
revised  and  improved  official  edition  of  the  Me- 
thodist Hymnbook,  are  advised  to  be  careful  to 
examine  the  imprint,  and  to  purchase  those  only 
published  by  our  General  Book  Agents,  for  the 
Methodist  Episcopal  Church,  or  by  the  Agent  at 
Cincinnati. 


COLLECTION  OF  HYMNS. 


AWAKENING  AND  INVITING. 


Melody— p.  2.]     HYMN  1.     C.  M. 

FIRST    PART. 

OFOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
My  great  Redeemer's  praise  ! 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace  ! 

2  My  gracious  Master,  and  my  God, 
Assist  me  to  proclaim, 

To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad 
The  honours  of  thy  Name. 

3  Jesus ! — the  Name  that  charms  our  fears, 
That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 

'Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears, 
'Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  cancell'd  sin, 
He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 

His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  avail'd  for  me. 

5  He  speaks — and  listening  to  his  voice, 
New  life  the  dead  receive  ; 

The  mournful,  broken  hearts  rejoice ; 
The  humble  poor  believe. 


8  AWAKENING 

6  Hear  him,  ye  deaf;  his  praise,  ye  dumb, 
Your  loosen'd  tongues  employ  ; 

Ye  blind,  behold  your  Saviour  come, 
And  leap,  ye  lame,  for  joy. 

SECOND   PART. 

LOOK  unto  Him,  ye  nations  ;  own 

Your  God,  ye  fallen  race ; 
Look,  and  be  saved  through  faith  alone, 

Be  justified  by  grace. 

2  See  all  your  sins  on  Jesus  laid : 
The  Lamb  of  God  was  slain  : 

His  soul  was  once  an  offering  made 
For  every  soul  of  man. 

3  Awake  from  guilty  nature's  sleep, 
And  Christ  shall  give  you  light ; 

Cast  all  your  sins  into  the  deep, 
And  wash  the  Ethiop  white. 

4  With  me,  your  chief,  ye  then  shall  know 
Shall  feel  your  sins  forgiven ; 

Anticipate  your  heaven  below, 
And  own  that  love  is  heaven. 

Calvary—?.  161.]     HYMN  2.     P.  ML 

COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  power ; 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing,  doubt  no  more. 
2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  ; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 
Every  grace  that  brings  you  nigh, 

Without  money 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy 


AND   INVITING. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger ; 
Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream  : 

A.11  the  fitness  he  requireth 
Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  ; 

This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  glimm'ring  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 
Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall, 

If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 
You  will  never  come  at  all ; 

Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ! 
Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 

"  It  is  finish'd  !" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  1 

6  Lo  !  the'  incarnate  God  ascending, 
Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood  ; 

Venture  on  him,  venture  freely ; 
Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 

None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  argels  join'd  in  concert, 
Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 

While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name  : 

Hallelujah ! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

Burslem—v  56«]     HYMN  3.     L.  M. 

COME,  sinners,  to  the  Gospel  feast, 
Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest : 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 


10  AWAKENING 

2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call ; 
The  invitation  is  to  all : 

Come,  all  the  world  !  come,  sinner,  thou ! 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

3  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppress'd, 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest ; 

Ye  poor,  and  maim'd,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

4  My  message  as  from  God  receive  ; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live  : 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  die  in  vain ! 

5  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel ; 
His  conqu'ring  love  consent  to  feel : 
Yield  to  his  love's  resistless  power, 
And  fight  against  your  God  no  more. 

6  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes, 
That  precious  bleeding  sacrifice  ! 
His  offer'd  benefits  embrace, 

And  freely  now  be  sav'd  by  grace  ! 

7  This  is  the  time,  no  more  delay ! 
This  is  the  acceptable  day  ; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call, 
And  live  for  him  who  died  for  all. 

Dudley— p.  153.]     HYMN  4.     8  lines  7s. 

SINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  1 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why  1 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live  ; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands, 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands, 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why 
Will  ye  cross  his  love,  and  die  ? 


AND  INVITING.  11 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why  1 
God,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live. 
Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  1 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  1 

Why,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  1 

3  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why  ? 
He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
Woo'd  you  to  embrace  his  love : 
Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  1 

Why,  you  long-sought  sinners,  why 
Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die  1 

4  Dead  already,  dead  within, 
Spiritually  dead  in  sin : 

Dead  to  God,  while  here  you  breathe ; 
Pant  you  after  second  death  1 
Will  you  still  in  sin  remain, 
Greedy  of  eternal  pain  ? 
O,  ye  dying  sinners,  why, 
Why  will  ye  for  ever  die  1 

Eaton— p.  50.]     HYMN  5.     L.  M. 

FIRST    PART. 

SINNERS,  obey  the  Gospel  word  ! 
Haste  to  the  supper  of  my  Lord ; 
Be  wise  to  know  your  gracious  day ; 
All  things  are  ready,  come  away  ! 

2  Ready  the  Father  is  to  own, 
And  kiss  his  late  returning  son  ; 
Ready  your  loving  Saviour  stands, 
And  spreads  for  you  his  bleeding  hands. 


12  AWAKENING 

3  Ready  the  Spirit  of  his  love, 
Just  now  the  stony  to  remove ; 

To'  apply,  and  witness  with  the  blood, 
And  wash,  and  seal  the  sons  of  God. 

4  Ready  for  you  the  angels  wait, 
To  triumph  in  your  blest  estate  : 
Tuning  their  harps,  they  long  to  praise 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 

5  The  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Are  ready  with  their  shining  host : 
All  heaven  is  ready  to  resound, 

"  The  dead's  alive  !  the  lost  is  found  !" 

SECOND  PART. 

COME  then,  ye  sinners,  to  your  Lord, 
In  Christ  to  paradise  restor'd : 
His  proffer'd  benefits  embrace, 
The  plenitude  of  Gospel  grace. 

2  A  pardon  written  with  his  blood, 
The  favour  and  the  peace  of  God ; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense, 
The  mystic  joys  of  penitence. 

3  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart ; 
The  tears  that  tell  your  sins  forgiven ; 
The  sighs  that  waft  your  souls  to  heaven. 

4  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress, 
The  unutterable  tenderness ; 

The  genuine,  meek  humility; 

The  wonder,  "  Why  such  love  to  me  !" 

5  The'  o'erwhelming  power  of  saving  grace, 
The  sight  that  veils  the  seraph's  face  ; 

The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move, 
And  ail  the  silent  heaven  of  love. 


B 


AND  INVITING.  13 

Portsmouth  New—?.  129.]  HYMN  6.  46s  &  28s. 

•LOW  ye  the  trumpet  blow, 
The  gladly  solemn  sound ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

2  Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Hath  full  atonement  made  : 

Ye  weary  spirits,  rest, 

Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  all-atoning  Lamb ; 

Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive, 

And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

5  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 
Your  heritage  above, 

Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love ; 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

6  The  Gospel  trumpet  hear, 
The  news  of  heavenly  grace ; 

And,  sav'd  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face  ; 


14  AWAKENING 

The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

Harmony— $.  185.]     HYMN  7.     10s  &  lis. 

OALL  that  pass  by,  To  Jesus  draw  near ; 
He  utters  a  cry,  Ye  sinners,  give  ear ! 
From  hell  to  retrieve ,  vou,  He  spreads  out  his 

hands ; 
Now,  now  to  receive  you,  He  graciously  stands. 

2  If  any  man  thirst,  And  happy  would  be, 
The  vilest  and  worst  May  come  unto  me ; 
May  drink  of  my  Spirit,  Excepted  is  none, 
Lay  claim  to  my  merit,  And  take  for  lus  own. 

3  Whoever  receives  The  life-giving  word, 
In  Jesus  believes,  His  God  and  his  Lord ; 
In  him  a  pure  river  Of  life  shall  arise, 
Shall,  in  the  believer,  Spring  up  to  the  skies. 

4  My  God  and  my  Lord  !  Thy  call  I  obey; 
My  soul  on  thy  word  Of  promise  I  stay  : 
Thy  kind  invitation  I  gladly  embrace, 
Athirst  for  salvation,  Salvation  by  grace. 

5  O  hasten  the  hour,  Send  down  from  above 
The  Spirit  of  power,  Of  health,  and  of  love  : 
Of  filial  fear,  Of  knowledge  and  grace  ; 

Of  wisdom  and  prayer,  Of  joy  and  of  praise: 

6  The  Spirit  of  faith,  Of  faith  in  thy  blood, 
Which  saves  us  from  wrath,  And  brings  us  to 

God; 
Removes  the  huge  mountain  Of  indwelling  sin, 
And  opens  a  fountain  That  washes  us  clean. 

Harmony— ?.  185.]     HYMN  8.     10s  &  lis. 

THY  faithfulness,  Lord,  Each  moment  we 
find, 
So  true  to  thy  word,  So  loving  and  kind : 


AND  INVITING.  15 

Thy  mercy  so  tender  To  all  the  lost  race, 
The  vilest  offender  May  turn  and  find  grace. 

2  The  mercy  I  feel,  To  others  I  show, 
I  set  to  my  seal  That  Jesus  is  true  : 

Ye  all  may  find  favour,  Who  come  at  his  call, 
O  come  to  my  Saviour,  His  grace  is  for  all. 

3  To  save  what  was  lost  From  heaven  he  came ; 
Come,  sinners,  and  trust  In  Jesus's  name! 

He  offers  you  pardon ;  He  bids  you  be  free ; 
"  If  sin  be  your  burden,  O  come  unto  me  !" 

4  O  let  me  commend  My  Saviour  to  you ; 
The  publican's  Friend,  And  Advocate  too  ; 
For  you  he  is  pleading  His  merits  and  death ; 
With  God  interceding  For  sinners  beneath. 

5  Then  let  us  submit,  His  grace  to  receive  ; 
Fall  down  at  his  feet,  And  gladly  believe : 
We  all  are  forgiven,  For  Jesus's  sake  : 

Our  title  to  heaven,  His  merits  we  take. 

Turin— -p.  148.]     HYMN  9.     6  lines  7s. 

WEARY  souls  that  wander  wide 
From  the  central  point  of  bliss. 
Turn  to  Jesus  crucified, 

Fly  to  those  dear  wounds  of  his  : 
Sink  into  the  purple  flood ; 
Rise  into  the  life  of  God. 

2  Find  in  Christ  the  way  of  peace, 
Peace  unspeakable,  unknown ! 

By  his  pain  he  gives  you  ease, 
Life  by  his  expiring  groan ; 
Rise  exalted  by  his  fall, 
Find  in  Christ  your  all  in  all. 

3  O  believe  the  record  true, 
God  to  you  his  Son  hath  given  ; 


16  AWAKENING 

Ye  may  now  be  happy  too ; 

Find  on  earth  the  life  of  heaven : 
Live  the  life  of  heaven  above, 
All  the  life  of  glorious  love. 

4  This  the  universal  bliss, 
Bliss  for  every  soul  design'd  ; 

God's  original  promise  this, 
God's  great  gift  to  all  mankind. 

Blest  in  Christ  this  moment  be, 

Blest  to  all  eternity  ! 

Asbury—v.  14.]     HYMN  10.     C.  M. 

LOVERS  of  pleasure  more  than  God, 
For  you  he  suffer'd  pain  ; 
Swearers,  for  you  he  spilt  his  blood  : 
And  shall  he  bleed  in  vain  1 

2  Misers,  his  life  for  you  he  paid, 
Your  basest  crimes  he  bore  ; 

Drunkards,  your  sins  on  him  were  laid, 
That  you  might  sin  no  more. 

3  The  God  of  love  to  earth  he  came, 
That  you  might  come  to  heaven  : 

Believe/believe  in  Jesus'  name, 
And  all  your  sin's  forgiven. 

4  Believe  in  him  who  died  for  thee, 
And  sure  as  he  hath  died, 

Thy  debt  is  paid,  thy  soul  is  free, 
And  thou  art  justified. 

Nazareth— p.  82.]    HYMN  11.    L.  M. 

AWAKE,  Jerusalem,  awake, 
No  longer  in  thy  sins  lie  down : 
The  garment  of  salvation  take, 
Thy  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 


AND  INVITING.  17 

2  Shake  off  the  dust  that  blinds  thy  sight, 
And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes ; 

Arise,  and  struggle  into  light, 
The  great  Deliverer  calls,  Arise  ! 

3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair, 
Sion,  assert  thy  liberty ; 

Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

4  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  grace, 
Be  purg'd  from  every  sinful  stain, 

Be  like  your  Lord,  his  word  embrace, 
Nor  bear  his  hallow'd  name  in  vain. 

5  The  Lord  shall  in  your  front  appear, 
And  lead  the  pompous  triumph  on ; 

His  glory  shall  bring  up  the  rear, 
And  perfect  what  his  grace  begun. 

Bishop— p.  51.]     HYMN  12.    L.  M. 

HO  !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh ; 
'Tis  God  invites  the  fallen  race ; 
Mercy  and  free  salvation  buy, 
Buy  wine,  and  milk,  and  Gospel  grace. 

2  Come  to  the  living  waters,  come  ! 
«    Sinners,  obey  your  Maker's  call ; 

"  Return,  ye  weary  wand'rers,  home, 
And  find  my  grace  is  free  for  all." 

3  See  from  the  Rock  a  fountain  rise ; 
For  you  in  healing  streams  it  rolls ; 

Money  ye  need  not  bring,  nor  price, 
Ye  lab'ring,  burden'd  sin-sick  souls. 

4  Nothing  ye  in  exchange  shall  give, 
Leave  all  you  have,  and  are,  behind ; 

Frankly  the  gift  of  God  receive, 
Pardon  and  peace  in  Jesus  find. 

2* 


18  AWAKENING 

5  "  Why  seek  ye  that  which  is  not  bread, 
Nor  can  your  hungry  souls  sustain  1 

On  ashes,  husks,  and  air  ye  feed ; 
Ye  spend  your  little  all  in  vain. 

6  In  search  of  empty  joys  below, 
Ye  toil  with  unavailing  strife  : 

Whither,  ah  !  whither  would  ye  go  % 
I  have  the  words  of  endless  life. 

7  Hearken  to  me  with  earnest  care, 
And  freely  eat  substantial  food ; 

The  sweetness  of  my  mercy  share ; 
And  taste  that  I  alone  am  good. 

8  I  bid  you  all  my  goodness  prove, 
My  promises  for  all  are  free  : 

Come,  taste  the  manna  of  my  love, 
And  let  your  souls  delight  in  me. 

9  Your  willing  ear  and  heart  incline, 
My  words  believingly  receive  ; 

Quicken'd  your  souls  by  faith  divine, 
An  everlasting  life  shall  live." 

Tisbury—y.  21.]     HYMN  13.    C.  M. 

LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 
And  every  heart  rejoice ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  Gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  the  hungry,  starving  souls, 
That  feed  upon  the  wind, 

And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind ; 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  hath  prepar'd 
A  soul-reviving  feast, 

And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 


AND  INVITING.  19 

4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 
And  pine  away  and  die, 

Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here, 
In  a  rich  ocean  join ; 

Salvation  in  abundance  flows 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  The  happy  gates  of  Gospel  grace, 
Stand  open  night  and  day : 

Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

Dudley— p.  53.]    HYMN  14.    8  lines  7s. 

FIRST   PART. 

LET  the  beasts  their  breath  resign, 
Strangers  to  the  life  divine ; 
Who  their  God  can  never  know, 
Let  their  spirits  downward  go. 
Ye  for  higher  ends  were  born ; 
Ye  may  all  to  God  return : 
Dwell  with  him  above  the  sky : 
Why  will  ye  for  ever  die  1 

2  Ye  on  whom  he  favours  showers, 
Ye,  possess'd  of  nobler  powers ; 
Ye,  of  reason's  powers  possest ; 
Ye,  with  will  and  memory  blest ; 
Ye,  with  finer  sense  endu'd, 
Creatures  capable  of  God : 
Noblest  of  his  creatures,  why, 
Why  will  ye  for  ever  die  1 

3  Ye  who  own  his  record  true ; 
Ye,  his  chosen  people  too  ; 

Ye,  who  call  the  Saviour,  Lord, 
Ye,  who  read  his  written  word ; 


20  AWAKENING 

Ye,  who  see  the  Gospel  light, 
Claim  a  crown  in  Jesus'  right ; 
Why  will  ye,  ye  Christians,  why 
Will  the  house  of  Israel  die  2 

SECOND  PART. 

WHAT  could  your  Redeemer  do, 
More  than  he  hath  done  for  you  ? 
To  procure  your  peace  with  God,' 
Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood  1 
After  all  his  flow  of  love, 
All  his  drawings  from  above, 
Why  will  ye  your  Lord  deny  1 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die  1 

2  Turn,  he  cries,  ye  sinners,  turn : 
By  his  life  your  God  hath  sworn ; 
He  would  have  you  turn  and  live, 
He  would  all  the  world  receive ; 
If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
Would  he  you  to  life  invite  1 
Would  he  ask,  beseech,  and  cry, 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die  ? 

3  Sinners,  turn,  while  God  is  near : 
Dare  not  think  him  insincere  : 
Now,  even  now,  your  Saviour  stands, 
All  day  long  he  spreads  his  hands ; 
Cries,  "  Ye  will  not  happy  be  ; 

No,  ye  will  not  come  to  me, — 
Me,  who  life  to  none  deny ; 
Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die  V9 

4  Can  ye  doubt  if  God  is  love  ? 
If  to  all  his  bowels  move  ? 
Will  ye  not  his  word  receive  ? 
Will  ye  not  his  oath  believe  1 
See,  the  suffering  God  appears ; 
Jesus  weeps,  believe  his  tears ! 


AND  INVITING.  21 

Mingled  with  his  blood  they  cry, 
"  Why  will  ye  resolve  to  die  ?" 

Newcourt—ip.  122.]    HYMN  15.    6  lines  8s. 

SEE,  sinners,  in  the  Gospel  glass, 
The  Friend  and  Saviour  of  mankind  ! 
Not  one  of  all  the'  apostate  race, 
But  may  in  him  salvation  find  ! 
His  thoughts,  and  words,  and  actions  prove, 
His  life  and  death — that  God  is  love. 

2  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  who  bears 
The  sins  of  all  the  world  away  ! 

A  servant's  form  he  meekly  wears, 

He  sojourns  in  a  house  of  clay ; 
His  glory  is  no  longer  seen, 
But  God  with  God,  is  man  with  men. 

3  See  where  the  God  incarnate  stands, 
And  calls  his  wand'ring  creatures  home : 

He  all  day  long  spreads  out  his  hands  ; 
Come,  weary  souls,  to  Jesus  come  ! 
Ye  all  may  hide  you  in  his  breast ; 
Believe,  and  he  will  give  you  rest. 

4  "  Ah  !  do  not  of  my  goodness  doubt, 
My  saving  grace  for  all  is  free ; 

1  will  in  no  wise  cast  him  out, 

That  comes  a  sinner  unto  me  : 
I  can  to  none  myself  deny  ; 
Why,  sinners,  will  ye  perish,  why  V9 

Luther's— p.  107.]     HYMN  16.    6  lines  8s. 

SINNERS,  believe  the  Gospel  word, 
Jesus  is  come  your  souls  to  save  ! 
Jesus  is  come,  your  common  Lord ; 

Pardon  ye  all  through  him  may  have ; 
May  now  be  saved,  whoever  will : 
This  man  receiveth  sinners  still. 


22  AWAKENING 

2  See  where  the  lame,  the  halt,  the  blind, 
The  deaf,  the  dumb,  the  sick,  the  poor, 

Flock  to  the  Friend  of  human  kind, 
And  freely  all  accept  their  cure  ! 
To  whom  did  he  his  help  deny  ? 
Whom,  in  his  days  of  flesh,  pass  by  1 

3  Did  not  his  word  the  fiends  expel, 

The  lepers  cleanse,  and  raise  the  dead  ? 
Did  he  not  all  their  sickness  heal, 

And  satisfy  their  every  need  ] 
Did  he  reject  his  helpless  clay, 
Or  send  them  sorrowful  away  1 

4  Nay,  but  his  bowels  yearn'd  to  see 
The  people  hungry,  scatter'd,  faint : 

Nay,  but  he  utter'd  over  thee, 

Jerusalem,  a  true  complaint ; 
Jerusalem,  who  shed'st  his  blood, 
That  with  his  tears  for  thee  hath  flow'd. 

Thatcher— -p.  90.]    HYMN  17.    S.  M. 

SINNERS,  the  call  obey, 
The  latest  call  of  grace  : 
The  day  is  come,  the  vengeful  day 
Of  a  devoted  race  : 
Devils  and  men  combine 
To  plague  the  faithless  seed, 
And  vials  full  of  wrath  divine, 
Are  bursting  on  your  head. 

2  Enter  into  the  Rock, 

Ye  trembling  slaves  of  sin, 
The  Rock  of  your  salvation  struck, 

And  cleft  to  take  you  in : 

To  shelter  the  distrest 

He  did  the  cross  endure ; 
Enter  into  the  clefts,  and  rest 

In  Jesus'  wounds  secure. 


AND  INVITING.  23 

3  Jesus,  to  thee  we  fly 
From  the  devouring  sword ; 

Our  city  of  defence  is  nigh ; 

Our  help  is  in  the  Lord. 

Or  if  the  scourge  o'erflow, 

And  laugh  at  innocence, 
Thine  everlasting  arms,  we  know, 

Shall  be  our  souls'  defence. 

4  We  in  thy  word  believe, 
And  on  thy  promise  stay; 

Our  life,  which  still  to  thee  we  give, 

Shall  be  to  us  a  prey : 

Our  life  with  thee  we  hide 

Above  the  furious  blast, 
And  shelter'd  in  thy  wounds  abide 

Till  all  the  storms  are  past. 

5  Believing  against  hope,* 
We  hang  upon  thy  grace, 

Through  every  low'ring  cloud  look  up, 

And  wait  for  happy  days  : 

The  days  when  all  shall  know, 

Their  sins  in  Christ  forgiven, 
And  walk  awhile  with  God  below, 

And  then  fly  up  to  heaven. 

Hanover— p.  189.]     HYMN  18.     10s  &  lis. 

YE  thirsty  for  God,  To  Jesus  give  ear, 
And  take,  through  his  blood,  A  power  to 
draw  near ; 
His  kind  invitation,  Ye  sinners  embrace, 
Accepting  salvation,  Salvation  by  grace. 

2  Sent  down  from  above,  Who  governs  the  skies, 
In  vehement  love,  To  sinners  he  cries, 
"  Drink  into  my  Spirit,  Who  happy  would  be, 
And  all  things  inherit,  By  coming  to  me." 


24  AWAKENING 

3  O  Saviour  of  all,  Thy  word  we  believe, 
And  come  at  thy  call,  Thy  grace  to  receive : 
The  blessing  is  given  Wherever  thou  art : 
The  earnest  of  heaven  Is  love  in  the  heart. 

4  To  us,  at  thy  feet,  The  Comforter  give  ; 
Who  gasp  to  admit  Thy  Spirit,  and  live  ; 

The  weakest  believers  Acknowledge  for  thine, 
And  fill  us  with  rivers  Of  water  divine  ! 

Luton— y.  52.]     HYMN  19.    L.  M. 

LORD,  we  are  vile,  conceived  in  sin, 
And  born  unholy  and  unclean ; 
Sprung  from  the  man  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death ; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we're  defiled  in  every  part. 

3  Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true ; 
O  make  me  wise  betimes  to  see 

My  danger  and  my  remedy. 

4  Behold,  I  fall  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace  : 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow ; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 


AND  INVITING.  25 

7  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  flesh,  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pardoning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  heart  rejoice. 

Bethel— y.  14.]     HYMN  20.     C.  M. 

SINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard ; 
'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day ; 
He  calls  you  by  his  sacred  word 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 
You  live,  devoid  of  peace ; 

A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

3  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  death : 
Why  will  you  persevere  1 

Can  you  in  endless  torments  breathe, 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  % 

4  Why  will  you  in  the  naked  ways 
Of  sin  and  folly  go  1 

In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days, 
To  reap  eternal  wo. 

5  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live, 
Through  his  abounding  grace : 

His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, 
Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

6  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 
Renouncing  every  sin, 

Submit  to  him  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 

St.  Ann's— y.  9.]     HYMN  21.     C.  M. 

THOU  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eyes 
Our  inmost  thoughts  perceive, 
3 


26  AWAKENING 

Accept  the  evening  sacrifice 
Which  now  to  thee  we  give. 

2  We  bow  before  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  think  ourselves  sincere  : 

But  show  us,  Lord,  is  every  one 
Thy  real  worshipper  1 

3  Is  here  a  soul  that  knows  thee  not, 
Nor  feels  his  want  of  thee  ; 

A  stranger  to  the  blood  which  bought 
His  pardon  on  the  tree  ] 

4  Convince  him  now  of  unbelief, 
His  desperate  state  explain : 

And  fill  his  heart  with  sacred  grief, 
4nd  penitential  pain. 

5  Speak  with  that  voice  that  wakes  the  dead, 
And  bid  the  sleeper  rise  ; 

And  bid  his  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

6  Extort  the  cry,  "  What  must  be  done 
To  save  a  wretch  like  me  ? 

How  shall  a  trembling  sinner  shun 
That  endless  misery  ? 

7  "  I  must  this  instant  now  begin 
Out  of  my  sleep  to  wake, 

And  turn  to  God,  and  every  sin 
Continually  forsake. 

8  "  I  must  for  faith  incessant  cry, 
And  wrestle,  Lord,  with  thee  ; 

I  must  be  born  again,  or  die 
To  all  eternity !" 

Bethel— p.  14.]    HYMN  22.    C.  M. 

COME,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord, 
Thy  power  to  us  make  known  : 


AND  INVITING.  27 

Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 
And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  O  that  we  all  might  now  begin 
Our  foolishness  to  mourn  ! 

And  turn  at  once  from  every  sin, 
And  to  the  Saviour  turn. 

3  Give  us  ourselves  and  thee  to  know, 
In  this  our  gracious  day ; 

Repentance  unto  life  bestow, 
And  take  our  sins  away. 

4  Convince  us  first  of  unbelief, 
And  freely  then  release ; 

Fill  every  soul  with  sacred  grief,  , 

And  then  with  sacred  peace. 

5  Impov'rish,  Lord,  and  then  relieve, 
And  then  enrich  the  poor ; 

The  knowledge  of  our  sickness  give, 
The  knowledge  of  our  cure. 

6  That  blessed  sense  of  guilt  impart, 
And  then  remove  the  load ; 

Trouble,  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  the  atoning  blood. 

7  Our  desp'rate  state,  through  sin,  declare, 
And  speak  our  sins  forgiven ; 

By  perfect  holiness  prepare, 
And  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

Old  Windsor— p.  10.]    HYMN  23.    C.  M. 

TERRIBLE  thought !  shall  I  alone, 
Who  may  be  saved,  shall  I, 
Of  all,  alas  !  whom  I  have  known, 
Through  sin  for  ever  die  ? 

2  While  all  my  old  companions  dear, 
With  whom  I  once  did  live, 


28  PENITENTIAL. 

Joyful  at  God's  right  hand  appear, 
A  blessing  to  receive. 

3  Shall  I,  amidst  a  ghastly  band, 
Dragg'd  to  the  judgment  seat, 

Far  on  the  left  with  horror  stand, 
My  fearful  doom  to  meet  ? 

4  Ah  !  no  : — I  still  may  turn  and  live, 
For  still  his  wrath  delays  ; 

He  now  vouchsafes  a  kind  reprieve, 
And  offers  me  his  grace. 

5  I  will  accept  his  offers  now, 
From  every  sin  depart ; 

,    Perform  my  oft-repeated  vow, 
And  render  him  my  heart. 

6  I  will  improve  what  I  receive, 
The  grace  through  Jesus  given ; 

Sure,  if  with  God  on  earth  I  live, 
To  live  with  God  in  heaven. 


PENITENTIAL. 


Bethlehem— -p.  184.]    HYMN  24.    7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

LAMB  of  God  for  sinners  slain, 
To  thee  I  humbly  pray  ; 
Heal  me  of  my  grief  and  pain, 

O  take  my  sins  away. 
From  this  bondage,  Lord,  release  ; 

No  longer  let  me  be  opprest : 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 
And  take  me  to  thy  breast ! 

2  Wilt  thou  cast  a  sinner  out, 
Who  humbly  comes  to  thee  ? 


PENITENTIAL.  29 

No,  my  God,  I  cannot  doubt 

Thy  mercy  is  for  me  : 
Let  me  then  obtain  the  grace, 

And  be  of  paradise  possest : 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast ! 

3  Worldly  good  I  do  not  want : 
Be  that  to  others  given : 

Only  for  thy  love  I  pant ; 

My  all  in  earth  or  heaven ; 
This  the  crown  I  fain  would  seize. 

The  good  wherewith  I  would  be  blest : 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast ! 

4  This  delight  I  fain  would  prove, 
And  then  resign  my  breath, 

Join  the  happy  few  whose  love 

Was  mightier  than  death ! 
Let  it  not  my  Lord  displease, 

That  I  would  die  to  be  thy  guest ! 
Jesus,  Master,  seal  my  peace, 

And  take  me  to  thy  breast ! 

Parvus— p.  52.]     HYMN  25.    L.  M. 

OTHOU,  whom  once  they  flock'd  to  hear ! 
Thy  words  to  hear,  thy  power  to  feel : 
Suffer  the  sinners  to  draw  near, 
And  graciously  receive  us  still. 

2  They  that  be  whole,  thyself  hast  said, 
No  need  of  a  physician  have ; 

But  I  am  sick,  and  want  thine  aid, 
And  wait  thine  utmost  power  to  save. 

3  Thy  power  and  truth,  and  love  divine, 
The  same  from  age  to  age  endure : 

A  word,  a  gracious  word  of  thine, 
The  most  invet'rate  plague  can  cure. 

3* 


PENITENTIAL. 


4  Helpless,  howe'er,  my  spirit  lies, 
And  long  hath  languish'd  at  the  pool, 

A  word  of  thine  shall  make  it  rise, 
And  speak  me  in  a  moment  whole. 

5  Eighteen,  or  eight  and  thirty  years, 
Or  thousands,  are  alike  to  thee  : 

Soon  as  thy  loving  grace  appears, 
My  plague  is  gone  ;  my  heart  is  free. 

6  Make  this  the  acceptable  hour  ! 
Come,  O  my  soul's  Physician,  thou  ! 

Display  thy  sanctifying  power, 
And  show  me  thy  salvation  now. 

New  Sabbath— y.  78.]    HYMN  26.    L.  M. 

MY  sufferings  all  to  thee  are  known, 
Tempted  in  every  point  like  me  1 
Regard  my  grief,  regard  thy  own ; 
Jesus,  remember  Calvary ! 

2  O  call  to  mind  thy  earnest  prayers  ! 
Thy  agony  and  sweat  of  blood  ! 

Thy  strong  and  bitter  cries  and  tears  ! 
Thy  mortal  groan,  "  My  God  !  my  God  !" 

3  For  whom  didst  thou  the  cross  endure  ? 
Who  nail'd  thy  body  to  the  tree  ? 

Did  not  thy  death  my  life  procure  1 
O  let  thy  bowels  answer  me  ! 

4  Art  thou  not  touch'd  with  human  wo  ? 
Hath  pity  left  the  Son  of  Man  % 

Dost  thou  not  all  my  sorrows  know, 
And  claim  a  share  in  all  my  pain  1 

5  Have  I  not  heard,  have  I  not  known, 
That  thou,  the  everlasting  Lord, 

Whom  heaven  and  earth  their  Maker  own, 
Ar,t  always  faithful  to  thy  word  ? 


PENITENTIAL.  31 

6  Thou  wilt  not  break  a  bruised  reed, 
Or  quench  the  smallest  spark  of  grace, 

Till  through  the  soul  thy  power  is  spread, 
Thy  all-victorious  righteousness. 

7  The  day  of  small  and  feeble  things, 
I  know  thou  never  wilt  despise ; 

1  know,  with  healing  in  his  wings, 

The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  rise. 

8  With  labour  faint,  thou  wilt  not  fail, 
Or,  wearied,  give  the  sinner  o'er, 

Till  in  this  earth  thy  judgments  dwell, 
And,  born  of  God,  I  sin  no  more. 

Devizes— p.  19.]    HYMN  27.    C.  M. 

HOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is  ! 
Our  sin  how  deep  it  stains  ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls 
Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sovereign  grace 
Sounds  from  the  sacred  word  : 

Ho  !  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call, 
And  runs  to  this  relief; 

I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord ! 
O  help  my  unbelief. 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood, 
Incarnate  God,  I  fly ; 

Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 
Into  thy  arms  I  fell ; 

Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Jesus  and  my  alh. 


32  PENITENTIAL. 

Eutaw—?.  110.]     HYMN  28.     6  lines  8s. 

FATHER  of  lights,  from  whom  proceeds 
Whate'er  thy  every  creature  needs  ; 
Whose  goodness  providently  nigh, 
Feeds  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 
To  thee  I  look,  my  heart  prepare  ; 
Suggest  and  hearken  to  my  prayer. 

2  Since,  by  thy  light,  myself  I  see 
Naked,  and  poor,  and  void  of  thee  : 
Thine  eyes  must  all  my  thoughts  survey, 
Preventing  what  my  lips  would  say  : 
Thou  seest  my  wants,  for  help  they  call, 
And  ere  I  speak  thou  know'st  them  all. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  baseness  of  my  mind, 
Wayward,  and  impotent,  and  blind  ; 
Thou  know'st  how  unsubdu'd  my  will, 
Averse  to  good,  and  prone  to  ill ; 

Thou  know'st  how  wide  my  passions  rove, 
Nor  check'd  by  fear,  nor  charm'd  by  love. 

4  Fain  would  I  know  as  known  by  thee, 
And  feel  the  indigence  I  see ; 

Fain  would  I  all  my  vileness  own, 
And  deep  beneath  the  burden  groan  ! 
Abhor  the  pride  that  lurks  within, 
Detest  and  loathe  myself  and  sin. 

5  Ah,  give  me,  Lord,  myself  to  feel, 
My  total  misery  reveal : 

Ah,  give  me,  Lord,  (I  still  would  say,) 
A  heart  to  mourn,  a  heart  to  pray  : 
My  business  this,  my  only  care, 
My  life,  my  every  breath  be  prayer. 

Stafford—?.  88.]     HYMN  29.     S.  M. 

OTHAT  I  could  repent ! 
O  that  I  could  believe  ! 


PENITENTIAL.  33 

Thou  by  thy  voice  the  marble  rent, 

The  rock  in  sunder  cleave  : 

Thou,  by  thy  two-edg'd  sword, 

My  soul  and  spirit  part ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word, 

And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

2  Saviour  and  Prince  of  peace, 
The  double  grace  bestow ; 

Unloose  the  bands  of  wickedness, 

And  let  the  captive  go  : 

Grant  me  my  sins  to  feel, 

And  then  the  load  remove  : 
Wound,  and  pour  in  my  wounds  to  heal, 

The  balm  of  pard'ning  love. 

3  For  thine  own  mercy's  sake, 
The  hindrance  now  remove  : 

And  into  thy  protection  take 

The  prisoner  of  thy  love ; 

In  every  trying  hour, 

Stand  by  my  feeble  soul, 
And  screen  me  from  my  nature's  power, 

Till  thou  hast  made  me  whole. 

4  This  is  thy  will,  I  know, 
That  I  should  holy  be  ; 

Should  let  my  sins  this  moment  go, 

This  moment  turn  to  thee  : 

O  might  I  now  embrace 

Thy  all-sufficient  power ; 
And  never  more  to  sin  give  place, 

And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

Bethlehem— p.  184.]    HYMN  30.    7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

JESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 
Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheep ; 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 
Would  fain  like  Peter  weep. 


34  PENITENTIAL. 

Let  me  be  by  grace  restor'd  : 

On  me  be  all  long  suffering  shown ; 

Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince,  enthron'd  above, 
Repentance  to  impart, 

Give  me,  through  thy  dying  love, 
The  humble,  contrite  heart : 

Give  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 
A  portion  of  thy  grief  unknown : 

Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

3  For  thine  own  compassion's  sake, 
The  gracious  wonder  show ; 

Cast  my  sins  behind  thy  back, 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow  : 

If  thy  bowels  now  are  stirr'd, 
If  T  now  myself  bemoan, 
-    Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

4  See  me,  Saviour,  from  above, 
Nor  suffer  me  to  die  ! 

Life,  and  happiness,  and  love, 
Drop  from  thy  gracious  eye  : 

Speak  the  reconciling  word, 
And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down ; 

Turn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

5  Look,  as  when  thine  eye  pursu'd 
The  first  apostate  man  ; 

Saw  him  welt'ring  in  his  blood, 
And  bade  him  rise  again  : 

Speak  my  paradise  restor'd, 
Redeem  me  by  thy  grace  alone : 

Turn  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 


PENITENTIAL.  35 

6  Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 

Was  clos'd  that  we  might  live ; 
"  Father,"  (at  the  point  to  die 

My  Saviour  gasp'd,)  "  forgive." 
Surely  with  that  dying  word, 

He  turns,  and  looks,  and  cries,  "'Tis  done  !" 

0  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 
Thou  break'st  my  heart  of  stone. 

Clarks—p.  183.]     HYMN  31.     7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

LET  the  world  their  virtue  boast, 
Their  works  of  righteousness  ! 
I,  a  wretch  undone  and  lost, 
Am  freely  sav'd  by  grace  ; 
Other  title  I  disclaim  ; 
This,  only  this,  is  all  my  plea : 

1  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

2  Happy  they  whose  joys  abound, 
Like  Jordan's  swelling  stream ; 

Who  their  heaven  in  Christ  have  found, 

And  give  the  praise  to  him  ; 
Meanest  follower  of  the  Lamb, 

His  steps  I  at  a  distance  see ; 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

3  I,  like  Gideon's  fleece,  am  found, 
Unwater'd  still,  and  dry  ; 

While  the  dew  on  all  around, 

Falls  plenteous  from  the  sky ; 
Yet  my  Lord  I  cannot  blame, 

The  Saviour's  grace  for  all  is  free ; 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

4  Surely  he  will  lift  Tne  up, 
For  I  of  him  have  need ; 


36  PENITENTIAL. 

I  cannot  give  up  my  hope, 

Though  I  am  cold  and  dead : 
To  bring  fire  on  earth  he  came ; 

0  that  it  now  might  kindled  be  ! 
I  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

5  Jesus,  thou  for  me  hast  died, 

And  thou  in  me  wilt  live  ; 
I  shall  feel  thy  death  apply'd  ; 

1  shall  thy  life  receive  : 
Yet  when  melted  in  the  flame 

Of  love,  this  shall  be  all  my  plea, 

1  the  chief  of  sinners  am, 

But  Jesus  died  for  me. 

China— -p.  6.]     HYMN  32.     C.  M. 

WITH  glorious  clouds  encompass'd  round 
Whom  angels  dimly  see  ; 
Will  the  unsearchable  be  found, 
Or  God  appear  to  me  1 

2  Will  he  forsake  his  throne  above, 
Himself  to  worms  impart  1 

Answer,  thou  Man  of  grief  and  love, 
And  speak  it  to  my  heart. 

3  In  manifested  love  explain 
Thy  wonderful  design ; 

What  meant  the  suffering  Son  of  Man, 
The  streaming  blood  divine  1 

4  Didst  thou  not  in  our  flesh  appear, 
And  live  and  die  below, 

That  I  might  now  perceive  thee  near. 
And  my  Redeemer  know  1 

5  Come  then,  and  to  my  soul  reveal 
The  heights  and  depths  of  grace, 


PENITENTIAL.  37 

The  wounds  which  all  my  sorrows  heal, 
That  dear  disfigur'd  face. 

6  Before  my  eyes  of  faith  confess'd, 
Stand  forth  a  slaughter'd  Lamb ; 

And  wrap  me  in  thy  crimson  vest, 
And  tell  me  all  thy  name. 

7  Jehovah  in  thy  person  show, 
Jehovah  crucified  ! 

And  then  the  pard'ning  God  I  know, 
And  feel  the  blood  applied. 

8  I  view  the  Lamb  in  his  own  light, 
Whom  angels  dimly  see ; 

And  gaze,  transported  at  the  sight, 
To  all  eternity. 

Plymouth  Dock— -p.  109.]  HYMN  33.  6  lines  8s. 

JESUS,  if  still  the  same  thou  art, 
If  all  thy  promises  are  sure, 
Set  up  thy  kingdom  in  my  heart, 

And  make  me  rich,  for  I  am  poor : 
To  me  be  all  thy  treasures  given, 
The  kingdom  of  an  inward  heaven. 

2  Thou  hast  pronounc'd  the  mourner  blest, 
And  lo  !  for  thee  I  ever  mourn ; 

I  cannot,  no,  I  will  not  rest, 

Till  thou  my  only  rest  return  ; 
Till  thou  the  Prince  of  peace  appear, 
And  I  receive  the  Comforter. 

3  Where  is  the  blessedness  bestow'd 
On  all  that  hunger  after  thee  ? 

I  hunger  now,  I  thirst  for  God  ; 

See  the  poor  fainting  sinner,  see ; 
And  satisfy  with  endless  peace, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  righteousness. 
4 


38  PENITENTIAL. 

4  Ah  !  Lord,  if  thou  art  in  that  sigh, 
Then  hear  thyself  within  me  pray, 

Hear  in  my  heart  thy  Spirit's  cry, 

Mark  what  my  lab'ring  soul  would  say ; 
Answer  the  deep  unutter'd  groan, 
And  show  that  thou  and  I  are  one. 

5  Shine  on  thy  work,  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Light  in  thy  light  I  then  shall  see ; 

Say  to  my  soul,  "  Thy  light  is  come, 

Glory  divine  is  risen  on  thee  ; 
Thy  warfare's  past,  thy  mourning's  o'er ; 
Look  up,  for  thou  shalt  weep  no  more." 

6  Lord,  I  believe  thy  promise  sure, 
And  trust  thou  wilt  not  long  delay  ; 

Hungry,  and  sorrowful,  and  poor, 

Upon  thy  word  myself  I  stay ; 
Into  thy  hands  my  all  resign, 
And  wait  till  all  thou  art  is  mine. 

Bishop— -p.  51.]     HYMN  34.     L.  M. 

WHEREWITH,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near, 
And  bow  myself  before  thy  face  1 
How  in  thy  purer  eyes  appear  1 
What  shall  I  bring  to  gain  thy  grace  1 

2  Will  gifts  delight  the  Lord  Most  High  1 
Will  multiply'd  oblations  please  1 

Thousands  of  rams  his  favour  buy ; 
Or  slaughter'd  hecatombs  appease  1 

3  Can  these  avert  the  wrath  of  God  1 
Can  these  wash  out  my  guilty  stain  1 

Rivers  of  oil,  and  seas  of  blood, 
Alas  !  they  all  must  flow  in  vain. 

4  Whoe'er  to  thee  themselves  approve, 
Must  take  the  path  thyself  hast  show'd : 


PENITENTIAL.  39 

Justice  pursue,  and  mercy  love, 

And  humbly  walk  by  faith  with  God. 

5  But  though  my  life  henceforth  be  thine, 
Present  for  past  can  ne'er  atone : 

Though  I  to  thee  the  whole  resign, 
I  only  give  thee  back  thine  own. 

6  What  have  I  then  wherein  to  trust ; 
I  nothing  have,  I  nothing  am ; 

Excluded  is  my  every  boast ; 
My  glory  swallow'd  up  in  shame. 

7  Guilty  I  stand  before  thy  face  ; 
On  me  I  feel  thy  wrath  abide ; 

'Tis  just  the  sentence  should  take  place, 
5Tis  just, — but,  O,  thy  Son  hath  died  ! 

8  Jesus,  the  Lamb  of  God,  hath  bled, 
He  bore  our  sins  upon  the  tree  ; 

Beneath  our  curse  he  bow'd  his  head ; 
'Tis  finish'd  !  he  hath  died  for  me  ! 

9  See,  where  before  thy  throne  he  stands, 
And  pours  the  all-prevailing  prayer ! 

Points  to  his  side,  and  lifts  his  hands, 
And  shows  that  I  am  graven  there  ! 

10  He  ever  lives  for  me  to  pray  ; 

He  prays  that  I  with  him  may  reign : 
Amen,  to  what  my  Lord  doth  say  ! 
Jesus,  thou  canst  not  pray  in  vain. 

Hotharrir—y.  151.]     HYMN  35.    8  lines  7s. 

JESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of.  life  is  past, 


40  PENITENTIAL. 

Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ; 

Leave,  ah  !  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  ! 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring, 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 
More  than  all  in  thee  I  find, 

Raise  the  fall'n,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name ; 

1  am  all  unrighteousness ; 
False,  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 
Grace  to  cover  all  my  sin : 

Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 
Make  and  keep  me  pure  within : 

Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art ; 
Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 

Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 
Rise  to  all  eternity ! 

Mount  Zion—Y>.  136.]    HYMN  36.    4  8s  &  2  6s 

OLOVE  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art : 
When  shall  I  find  my  willing  heart 
All  taken  up  by  thee  1 

1  thirst,  I  faint,  I  die  to  prove 
The  greatness  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

2  Stronger  his  love  than  death  or  hel3 
Its  riches  are  unsearchable  : 


PENITENTIAL.  41 

The  first-born  sons  of  light 
Desire  in  vain  its  depths  to  see ; 
They  cannot  reach  the  mystery, 

The  length,  the  breadth,  and  height. 

3  God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 
O  that  it  now  were  shed  abroad 

In  this  poor  stony  heart ! 
For  love  I  sigh,  for  love  I  pine  ; 
This  only  portion,  Lord,  be  mine  ! 

Be  mine  this  better  part ! 

4  O  that  I  could  for  ever  sit, 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heaven  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice  ! 

5  O  that  I  could,  with  favoured  John, 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  dear  Redeemer's  breast : 
From  care,  and  sin,  and  sorrow  free, 
Give  me,  O  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlasting  rest ! 

Durham— y.  91.]     HYMN  37.     S.  M. 

AH  !  whither  should  I  go, 
Burden'd,  and  sick,  and  faint ! 
To  whom  should  I  my  troubles  show, 
And  pour  out  my  complaint  1 
My  Saviour  bids  me  come, 
Ah !  why  do  I  delay  1 
He  calls  the  weary  sinner  home, 

And  yet  from  him  I  stay  ! 
2  What  is  it  keeps  me  back 

From  which  I  cannot  part  1 
Which  will  not  let  the  Saviour  take 
Possession  of  my  heart ! 
4* 


42  PENITENTIAL. 

Some  cursed  thing  unknown, 
Must  surely  lurk  within ; 
Some  idol  which  I  will  not  own, 
Some  secret  bosom  sin. 

3  Jesus,  the  hindrance  show, 
Which  I  have  fear'd  to  see ; 

And  let  me  now  consent  to  know 

What  keeps  me  back  from  thee. 

Searcher  of  hearts,  in  mine 

Thy  trying  power  display  ; 
Into  its  darkest  corners  shine, 

And  take  the  veil  away. 

4  I  now  believe  in  thee 
Compassion  reigns  alone ; 

According  to  my  faith,  to  me  , 

6  let  it,  Lord,  be  done  ! 

In  me  is  all  the  bar, 

Which  thou  wouldst  fain  remove  ; 
Remove  it,  and  I  shall  declare 

That  God  is  only  love. 

Pastoral  Hymn— -p.  114.]  HYMN  38.  6  lines  8s, 

FATHER  of  Jesus  Christ,  the  Just, 
My  Friend  and  Advocate  with  thee, 
Pity  a  soul  that  fain  would  trust 

In  him  who  liv'd  and  died  for  me  : 
But  only  thou  canst  make  him  known, 
And  in  my  heart  reveal  thy  Son. 

2  If  drawn  by  thine  alluring  grace, 
My  want  of  living  faith  I  feel, 

Show  me  in  Christ  thy  smiling  face, 

What  flesh  and  blood  can  ne'er  reveal ; 
Thy  co-eternal  Son  display, 
And  speak  my  darkness  into  day. 

3  The  gift  unspeakable  impart : 
Command  the  light  of  faith  to  shine ; 


PENITENTIAL.  43 

To  shine  in  my  dark,  drooping  heart, 

And  fill  me  with  the  life  divine  : 
Now  bid  the  new  creation  be  ; 
O  God,  let  there  be  faith  in  me  ! 

Sion—p.  169.]     HYMN  39.     8  lines  8s. 

COME,  Holy,  celestial  Dove, 
To  visit  a  sorrowful  breast ! 
My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  assurance  and  rest. 
Thou  only  hast  power  to  relieve 

A  sinner  o'erwhelm'd  with  his  load ; 
The  sense  of  acceptance  to  give, 
And  sprinkle  his  heart  with  thy  blood  ! 

2  With  me  if  of  old  thou  hast  strove, 
And  strangely  withheld  from  my  sin, 

And  tried,  by  the  lure  of  thy  love, 
My  worthless  affections  to  win  ; 

The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive  ; 
Thy  uttermost  mercy  exert  : 

And  kindly  continue  to  strive, 
And  hold,  till  I  yield  thee  my  heart. 

3  Thy  call  if  I  ever  have  known, 
And  sigh'd  from  myself  to  get  free, 

And  groan'd  the  unspeakable  groan, 
And  long'd  to  be  happy  in  thee  ; 

Fulfil  the  imperfect  desire ; 

Thy  peace  to  my  conscience  reveal ; 

The  sense  of  thy  favour  inspire, 
And  give  me  my  pardon  to  feel ! 

4  If  when  I  had  put  thee  to  grief, 
And  madly  to  folly  returned, 

Thy  pity  hath  been  my  relief, 
And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd  : 

Most  pitiful  Spirit  of  grace, 
Relieve  me  again,  and  restore  ; 


44  PENITENTIAL. 

My  spirit  in  holiness  raise, 

To  fall,  and  to  suffer  no  more  ! 
5  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  gasp  for  a  drop  of  thy  love  ; 
If  Jesus  hath  bought  thee  with  blood, 

For  me  to  receive  from  above  ; 
Come,  heavenly  Comforter,  come  ! 

True  Witness  of  mercy  divine, 
And  make  me  thy  permanent  home, 

And  seal  me  eternally  thine  ! 

Kirke—v  59.]     HYMN  40.     L.  M. 

STAY,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay, 
Though  I  have  done  thee  such  despite ; 
Nor  cast  the  sinner  quite  away, 
Nor  take  thine  everlasting  flight. 

2  Though  I  have  steel'd  my  stubborn  heart, 
And  still  shook  off  my  guilty  fears ; 

And  vex'd,  and  urg'd  thee  to  depart, 
For  many  long  rebellious  years  : 

3  Though  I  have  most  unfaithful  been, 
Of  all  who  e'er  thy  grace  receiv'd  ! 

Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  seen  ; 
Ten  thousand  times  thy  goodness  griev'd 

4  Yet,  O  !  the  chief  of  sinners  spare, 
In  honour  of  my  great  High  Priest ; 

Nor  in  thy  righteous  anger  swear 
To'  exclude  me  from  thy  people's  rest. 

5  This  only  wo  I  deprecate ; 

This  only  plague  I  pray  remove ; 
Nor  leave  me  in  my  lost  estate  ; 
Nor  curse  me  with  this  want  of  love. 

6  Now,  Lord,  my  weary  soul  release, 
Upraise  me  with  thy  gracious  hand, 

And  guide  into  thy  perfect  peace, 
And  bring  me  to  the  promis'd  land. 


T 


PENITENTIAL.  45 

Euphrates—?.  182.]    HYMN  41.    7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

I O  the  haven  of  thy  breast, 
O  Son  of  Man,  I  fly  ! 
Be  my  refuge  and  my  rest, 

For,  O  !  the  storm  is  high  ! 
Save  me  from  the  furious  blast ; 

A  covert  from  the  tempest  be  ! 
Hide  me,  Jesus,  till  o'erpast 
The  storm  of  sin  I  see. 

2  Welcome  as  the  water  spring 
To  a  dry,  barren  place  ; 

O  descend  on  me  and  bring 
Thy  sweet  refreshing  grace  ! 

O'er  a  parch'd  and  weary  land, 
As  a  great  rock  extends  its  shade, 

Hide  me,  Saviour,  with  thy  hand, 
And  screen  my  naked  head. 

3  In  the  time  of  my  distress 
Thou  hast  my  succour  been,    ' 

In  my  utter  helplessness, 

Restraining  me  from  sin  ; 
O  how  swiftly  didst  thou  move 

To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour  ! 
Still  protect  me  with  thy  love, 

And  shield  me  with  thy  power. 

4  First  and  last  in  me  perform 
The  work  thou  hast  begun  : 

Be  my  shelter  from  the  storm, 

My  shadow  from  the  sun  : 
Weary,  parch'd  with  thirst,  and  faint 

Till  thou  the'  abiding  Spirit  breathe, 
Every  moment,  Lord,  I  want, 

The  merit  of  thy  death. 

5  Never  shall  I  want  it  less, 
When  thou  the  gift  hast  given, 


46  PENITENTIAL. 

Fill'd  me  with  thy  righteousness, 
And  seaPd  the  heir  of  heaven ; 

1  shall  hang  upon  my  God, 

Till  I  thy  perfect  glory  see  ; 
Till  the  sprinkling  of  thy  blood 
Shall  speak  me  up  to  thee. 

Bedford—?.  7.]    HYMN  42.    C.  M. 

OTHAT  I  could  my  Lord  receive, 
Who  did  the  world  redeem ; 
Who  gave  his  life  that  I  might  live, 
A  life  conceal'd  in  him  ! 

2  O  that  I  could  the  blessing  prove, 
My  heart's  extreme  desire  ! 

Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love, 
And  in  his  arms  expire  ! 

3  Mercy  I  ask  to  seal  my  peace, 
That,  kept  by  mercy's  power, 

I  may  from  every  evil  cease, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

4  Now,  if  thy  gracious  will  it  be, 
E'en  now  my  sins  remove, 

And  set  my  soul  at  liberty, 
By  thy  victorious  love. 

5  In  answer  to  ten  thousand  prayers, 
Thou  pard'ning  God,  descend  : 

Number  me  with  salvation's  heirs, 
My  sins  and  troubles  end. 

6  Nothing  I  ask  or  want  beside, 
Of  all  in  earth  or  heaven  : 

But  let  me  feel  thy  blood  applied, 
And  live  and  die  forgiven. 

Hotham—v.  151.]    HYMN  43.    8  lines  7s. 

DROOPING  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears ; 
Fearful  soul,  be  strong,  be  bold ; 


PENITENTIAL.  47 

Tarry  till  thy  Lord  appears, 

Never,  never  quit  thy  hold  I 
Murmur  not  at  his  delay, 

Dare  not  set  thy  God  a  time : 
Calmly  for  his  coming  stay, 

Leave  it,  leave  it  all  to  him. 

2  Fainting  soul,  be  bold,  be  strong ; 
Wait  the  coming  of  thy  Lord ; 

Though  it  seem  to  tarry  long, 

True  and  faithful  is  his  wordj, 
On  his  word  my  soul  I  cast, 

(He  cannot  himself  deny,) 
Surely  it  shall  speak  at  last ; 

It  shall  speak,  and  shall  not  lie. 

3  Every  one  that  seeks  shall  find ; 
Every  one  that  asks  shall  have 

Christ,  the  Saviour  of  mankind, 

Willing,  able  all  to  save ; 
I  shall  his  salvation  see ; 

I  in  faith  on  Jesus  call ; 
I  from  sin  shall  be  set  free, 

Perfectly  set  free  from  all. 

4  Lord,  my  time  is  in  thine  hand, 
Weak  and  helpless  as  I  am ; 

Surely  thou  canst  make  me  stand ; 

I  believe  in  Jesus'  name ; 
Saviour  in  temptation  thou, 

Thou  hast  sav'd  me  heretofore ; 
Thou  from  sin  dost  save  me  now ; 

Thou  shalt  save  me  evermore. 

Abridge—?.  42.]     HYMN  44.    C.  M. 

WHY  should  the  children  of  a  King 
Go  mourning  all  their  days  1 
Great  Comforter,  descend  and  bring 
The  tokens  of  thy  grace. 


48  PENITENTIAL. 

2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  thy  saints, 
And  seal  the  heirs  of  heaven  1 

When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  forgiven  ? 

3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood  : 

And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come  ; 

May  thy  bless'd  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Safely  convey  me  home  ! 

Bethel— p.  14.]     HYMN  45.     C.  M. 

MY  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  ? 
Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  half  so  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants  ;  for  one  poor  grain 
See  how  they  toil  and  strive  ! 

Yet  we,  who  have  a  heaven  to'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live  1 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 
And  stars  their  courses  move  ; 

We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above. 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 
And  labour'd  for  our  good, 

How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchas'd  with  his  blood. 

5  Lord,  shall  we  live  so  sluggish  still, 
And  never  act  our  parts  1 

Come,  holy  Dove,  from  the'  heavenly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 


PENITENTIAL.  4S> 

6  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move, 

With  vig'rous  souls  to  rise ; 
With  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love, 

To  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

Mear—y.  1.]     HYMN  46.     C.  M. 

GOD  is  in  this  and  every  placej 
But,  O  !  how  dark  and  void  ; 
To  me  'tis  one  great  wilderness, 
This  earth  without  my  God. 

2  Empty  of  Him  who  all  things  fills, 
Till  he  his  light  impart : 

Till  he  his  glorious  self  reveals, 
The  veil  is  on  my  heart. 

3  O  thou  who  seest  .and  know'st  my  grief, 
Thyself  unseen,  unknown ; 

Pity  my  helpless  unbelief, 
And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

4  Regard  me  with  a  gracious  eye, 
The  long-sought  blessing  give  ; 

And  bid  me,  at  the  point  to  die, 
Behold  thy  face  and  live. 

5  A  darker  soul  did  never  yet 
Thy  promis'd  help  implore  : 

O  that  I  now  my  Lord  might  meet, 
And  never  lose  him  more  ! 

6  Now,  Jesus,  now  the  Father's  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  ; 

The  middle  wall  of  sin  remove, 
And  let  me  into  God. 

Peterborough—?.  18.]    HYMN  47.    C.  M. 

THOU  hidden  God,  for  whom  I  groan, 
Till  thou  thyself  declare  : 
God,  inaccessible,  unknown, 
Regard  a  sinner's  prayer  ! 
5 


50  PENITENTIAL. 

A  sinner  welt'ring  in  his  blood, 

Unpurg'd  and  unfor given ; 
Far  distant  from  the  living  God, 

As  far  as  hell  from  heaven. 

2  An  unregenerate  child  of  man, 
To  thee  for  faith  I  call ; 

Pity  thy  fallen  creature's  pain, 

And  raise  me  from  my  fall. 
The  darkness  which  through  thee  I  feel 

Thou  only  canst  remove ; 
Thy  own  eternal  power  reveal, 

Thy  everlasting  love. 

3  Thou  hast  in  unbelief  shut  up, 
That  grace  may  let  me  go ; 

In  hope,  believing  against  hope, 

I  wait  the  truth  to  know. 
Thou  wilt  in  me  reveal  thy  name, 

Thou  wilt  thy  light  afford ; 
Bound  and  opprest,  yet  thine  I  am, 

The  prisoner  of  the  Lord. 

4  I  would  not  to  thy  foe  submit ; 
I  hate  the  tyrant's  chain ; 

Send  forth  the  prisoner  from  the  pit, 

Nor  let  me  cry  in  vain. 
Show  me  the  blood  that  bought  my  peace, 

The  covenant  blood  apply, 
And  all  my  griefs  at  once  shall  cease, 

And  all  my  sins  shall  die. 

5  Now,  Lord,  if  thou  art  power,  descend, 
The  mountain  sin  remove  ; 

My  unbelief  and  troubles  end; 

If  thou  art  Truth  and  Love. 
Speak,  Jesus,  speak  into  my  heart, 

What  thou  for  me  hast  done  ! 
A  ray  of  living  faith  impart, 

And  God  is  all  my  own. 


PENITENTIAL.  51 

JlngeVs  Hymn—?.  84.]    HYMN  48.    L.  M. 

THOU  man  of  griefs,  remember  me, 
Who  never  canst  thyself  forget, 
Thy  last  mysterious  agony, 

Thy  fainting  pangs  and  bloody  sweat ! 
2  When  wrestling  in  the  strength  of  prayer 

Thy  spirit  sunk  beneath  its  load ; 
Thy  feeble  flesh  abhorr'd  to  bear 

The  wrath  of  an  Almighty  God. 
S  Father,  if  I  may  call  thee  so, 

Regard  my  fearful  heart's  desire  : 
Remove  this  load  of  guilty  wo, 

Nor  let  me  in  my  sins  expire  ! 

4  I  tremble,  lest  the  wrath  divine, 
Which  bruises  now  my  wretched  soul, 

Should  bruise  this  wretched  soul  of  mine 
Long  as  eternal  ages  roll. 

5  To  thee  my  last  distress  I  bring ; 
The  heighten'd  fear  of  death  I  find ; 

The  tyrant,  brandishing  his  sting, 
Appears,  and  hell  is  close  behind. 

6  I  deprecate  that  death  alone, 

That  endless  banishment  from  thee  ; 
O  save,  and  give  me  to  thy  Son, 
Who  trembled,  wept,  and  bled  for  me. 

Mourner— p.  55.]     HYMN  49.    L.  M. 

LORD  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be, 
That  I  no  more  shall  break  with  thee? 
When  will  this  war  of  passions  cease, 
And  my  free  soul  enjoy  thy  peace  % 

2  Here  I  repent,  and  sin  again  ; 
Now  I  revive,  and  now  am  slain ; 
Slain  with  the  same  unhappy  dart, 
Which  O,  too  often  wounds  my  heart. 


52  PENITENTIAL. 

3  O  Saviour,  when,  when  shall  I  be 
A  garden  seal'd  to  all  but  thee  1 

No  more  expos'd,  no  more  undone ; 
But  live  and  grow  to  thee  alone  1 

4  Guide  thou,  O  Lord,  guide  thou  my  course, 
And  draw  me  on  with  thy  sweet  force  ; 

Still  make  me  walk,  still  make  me  tend, 
By  thee,  my  way,  to  thee,  my  end  ! 

Mourner— p.  55.]     HYMN  50.     L.  M. 

OGOD,  to  whom  in  flesh  reveal'd 
The  helpless  all  for  succour  came  ; 
The  sick  to  be  reliev'd  and  heal'd 
And  found  salvation  in  thy  name. 

2  With  publicans  and  harlots  I, 

In  these  thy  Spirit's  Gospel  days, 
To  thee,  the  sinner's  friend,  draw  nigh, 
And  humbly  sue  for  saving  grace. 

3  Thou  seest  me  helpless  and  distress'd, 
Feeble,  and  faint,  and  blind,  and  poor ; 

Weary,  I  come  to  thee  for  rest, 
And,  sick  of  sin,  implore  a  cure. 

4  My  sin's  incurable  disease, 

Thou,  Jesus,  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 

Inspire  me  with  thy  power  and  peace, 

And  pardon  on  my  conscience  seal. 

5  A  touch,  a  word,  a  look  from  thee, 
Can  turn  my  heart,  and  make  it  clean ; 

Purge  the  foul  inbred  leprosy, 
And  save  me  from  my  bosom  sin. 

6  Lord,  if  thou  wilt,  I  do  believe 
Thou  canst  the  saving  grace  impart ; 

Thou  canst  this  instant  now  forgive, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 


PENITENTIAL.  O 

7  My  heart,  which  now  to  thee  I  raise, 

I  know  thou  canst  this  moment  cleanse  : 
The  deepest  stains  of  sin  efface, 
And  drive  the  evil  spirit  hence. 

8  Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ; 
Accomplish  now  thy  work  in  me  ; 

And.let  my  soul,  to  health  reetor'd, 
Devote  its  little  all  to  thee  ! 

Jehudijah—y.  57.]     HYMN  51.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  thy  far-extended  fame, 
My  drooping  soul  exults  to  hear ; 
Thy  name,  thy  all-restoring  name, 
Is  music  in  a  sinner's  ear. 

2  Sinners  of  old  thou  didst  receive 
With  comfortable  words,  and  kind ; 

Their  sorrows  cheer,  their  wants  relieve, 
Heal  the  diseas'd,  and  cure  the  blind. 

3  And  art  thou  not  the  Saviour  still, 
In  every  place  and  age  the  same  ? 

Hast  thou  forgot  thy  gracious  skill, 
Or  lost  the  virtue  of  thy  name  1 

4  Faith  in  thy  changeless  name  I  have, 
The  good,  the  kind  Physician,  thou 

Art  able  now  our  souls  to  save, 
Art  willing  to  restore  them  now. 

5  Though  eighteen  hundred  years  are  past 
Since  thou  didst  in  the  flesh  appear ; 

Thy  tender  mercies  ever  last, 
And  still  thy  healing  power  is  here. 

6  Wouldst  thou  the  body's  health  restore, 
And  not  regard  the  sin-sick  soul  1 

The  sin-sick  soul  thou  lov'st  much  more, 
And  surely  thou  wilt  make  it  whole. 

5* 


54  PENITENTIAL. 

7  All  my  disease,  my  every  sin, 
To  thee,  O  Jesus,  I  confess  : 

In  pardon,  Lord,  my  cure  begin, 
And  perfect  it  in  holiness. 

8  That  token  of  thine  utmost  good, 
Now,  Saviour,  now,  on  me  bestow  ; 

And  purge  my  conscience  with  thy  bipod, 
And  wash  my  nature  white  as  snow. 

Rest—v  149«]     HYMN  52.     6  lines  7s. 

SAVIOUR,  Prince  of  Israel's  race, 
Save  me  !— -from  thy  lofty  throne 
Give  the  sweet  relenting  grace, 

Soften  this  obdurate  stone  ! 
Stone  to  flesh,  O  God,  convert ; 
Cast  a  look,  and  break  my  heart ! 

2  By  thy  Spirit,  Lord,  reprove, 
All  mine  inmost  sins  reveal ; 

Sins  against  thy  light  and  love, 
Let  me  see,  and  let  me  feel ; 
Sins  that  crucify'd  my  God, 
Spilt  again  thy  precious  blood. 

3  Jesus,  seek  thy  wand'ring  sheep, 
Make  me  restless  to  return ; 

Bid  me  look  on  thee,  and  weep, 

Bitterly  as  Peter  mourn  : 
Till  I  say,  by  grace  restor'd, 
"  Now,  thou  know'st,  I  love  thee,  Lord." 

4  Might  I  in  thy  sight  appear 
As  the  publican  distrest ; 

Stand,  not  daring  to  draw  near ; 

Smite  on  my  unworthy  breast ; 
Groan  the  sinner's  only  plea, 
"  God  be  merciful  to  me  !" 

5  O  remember  me  for  good, 
Passing  through  the  mortal  vale ; 


PENITENTIAL.  55 

Show  me  the  atoning  blood 
When  my  strength  and  spirits  fail ; 

Give  my  gasping  soul  to  see 
Jesus  crucify'd  for  me. 

Asbury—^  *4.]     HYMN  53.     C.  M. 

OFOR  that  tenderness  of  heart, 
Which  bows  before  the  Lord ; 
Acknowledging  how  just  thou  art, 

And  trembling  at  thy  word  ! 
O  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  flow  : 
That  consciousness  of  guilt,  which  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow  ! 

2  Saviour,  to  me  in  pity  give 

The  sensible  distress  ; 
The  pledge  thou  wilt,  at  last,  receive, 

And  bid  me  die  in  peace  : 
Wilt  from  the  dreadful  day  remove, 

Before  the  evil  come  ; 
My  spirit  hide  with  saints  above, 

My  body  in  the  tomb. 

Egypt—?.  87.]     HYMN  54.     S.  M. 

OTHAT  I  could  repent, 
With  all  my  idols  part ; 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
An  humble,  contrite  heart : 

2  A  heart  with  grief  opprest 
For  having  griev'd  my  God  ; 

A  troubled  heart  that  cannot  rest 
Till  sprinkled  with  thy  blood. 

3  Jesus,  on  me  bestow 
The  penitent  desire  : 

With  true  sincerity  of  wo 
My  aching  breast  inspire  ; 


56  PENITENTIAL. 

4  With  soft'ning  pity  look, 
And  melt  thy  hardness  down  : 

Strike  with  thy  love's  resistless  stroke, 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone  ! 

Aylesbury— p.  91.]     HYMN  55.     S.  M. 

OTHAT  I  could  revere 
My  much-offended  God ! 
O  that  I  could  but  stand  in  fear 
Of  thy  afflicting  rod  ! 
If  mercy  cannot  draw, 
Thou  by  thy  threat'ning  move, 
And  keep  an  abject  soul  in  awe, 
That  will  not  yield  to  love. 

2  Show  me  the  naked  sword 
Impending  o'er  my  head  : 

O  let  me  tremble  at  thy  word, 

And  to  my  ways  take  heed ! 

With  sacred  horror  fly 

From  every  sinful  snare  : 
Nor  ever  in  my  Judge's  eye 

My  Judge's  anger  dare. 

3  Thou  great  tremendous  God, 
The  conscious  awe  impart ; 

The  grace  be  now  on  me  bestow'd, 

The  tender  fleshly  heart : 

For  Jesus'  sake  alone, 

The  stony  heart  remove  : 
And  melt  at  last,  O  melt  me  down, 

Into  the  mould  of  love. 

Abridge—?.  42.]     HYMN  56.     C.  M. 

ENSLAV'D  to  sense,  to  pleasure  prone, 
Fond  of  created  good  : 
Father,  our  helplessness  we  own, 
And,  trembling,  taste  our  food. 


PENITENTIAL.  57 

2  Trembling,  we  taste  ;  for,  ah  !  no  more 
To  thee  the  creatures  lead  : 

Chang'd,  they  exert  a  baneful  power, 
And  poison  while  they  feed. 

3  Curs'd  for  the  sake  of  wretched  man, 
They  now  engross  him  whole  ; 

With  pleasing  force  on  earth  detain, 
And  sensualize  his  soul. 

4  Grov'ling  on  earth  we  still  must  lie, 
Till  Christ  the  curse  repeal : 

Till  Christ,  descending  from  on  high, 
Infected  nature  heal. 

5  Come,  then,  our  heavenly  Adam,  come, 
Thy  healing  influence  give  ; 

Hallow  our  food,  reverse  our  doom, 
And  bid  us  eat,  and  live. 

6  The  bondage  of  corruption  break  ; 
For  this  our  spirits  groan  : 

Thy  only  will  we  fain  would  seek, 

0  save  us  from  our  own : 

7  Turn  the  full  stream  of  nature's  tide ; 
Let  all  our  actions  tend 

To  thee  our  Source  :  thy  love  the  guide  : 
Thy  glory  be  the  end. 

8  Earth  then  a  scale  to  heaven  shall  be  ; 
Sense  shall  point  out  the  road  ; 

The  creatures  all  shall  lead  to  thee, 
And  all  we  taste  be  God. 

Euphrates— p.  182.]     HYMN  57.    7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

WRETCHED,  helpless,  and  distrest, 
Ah  !  whither  shall  I  fly  ! 
Ever  gasping  after  rest, 

1  cannot  find  it  nigh  : 


58  PENITENTIAL. 

Naked,  sick,  and  poor,  and  blind, 
Fast  bound  in  sin  and  misery, 

Friend  of  sinners,  let  me  find 
My  help,  my  all  in  thee  ! 

2  I  am  all  unclean,  unclean, 
Thy  purity  I  want ; 

My  whole  heart  is  sick  of  sin, 
And  my  whole  head  is  faint ; 

Full  of  putrefying  sores, 

Of  bruises,  and  of  wounds,  my  soul 

Looks  to  Jesus,  help  implores, 
And  gasps  to  be  made  whole. 

3  In  the  wilderness  I  stray, 
My  foolish  heart  is  blind  ; 

Nothing  do  I  know  ;  the  way 

Of  peace  I  cannot  find  : 
Jesus,  Lord,  restore  my  sight, 

And  take,  O  take  the  veil  away, 
Turn  my  darkness  into  light ; 

My  midnight  into  day. 

4  Naked  of  thine  image,  Lord, 
Forsaken,  and  alone  : 

Unrenew'd,  and  unrestor'd, 

I  have  not  thee  put  on  : 
Over  me  thy  mantle  spread, 

Send  down  thy  likeness  from  above 
Let  thy  goodness  be  display'd, 

And  wrap  me  in  thy  love  ! 

5  Poor,  alas  !  thou  know'st  I  am, 
And  would  be  poorer  still ; 

See  my  wretchedness  and  shame, 

And  all  my  vileness  feel. 
No  good  thing  in  me  resides, 

My  soul  is  all  an  aching  void, 
Till  thy  Spirit  here  abides, 

And  I  am  fill'd  with  God. 


PENITENTIAL.  59 

6  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
In  thee  is  all  1  want : 

Be  the  wanderer's  resting  place, 

A  cordial  to  the  faint ; 
Make  me  rich,  for  I  am  poor, 

In  thee  may  I  my  Eden  find : 
To  the  dying,  health  restore, 

And  eye  sight  to  the  blind. 

7  Clothe  me  with  thy  holiness, 
Thy  meek  humility ; 

Put  on  me  thy  glorious  dress, 

Endue  my  soul  with  thee : 
Let  thine  image  be  restor'd, 

Thy  Name  and  Nature  let  me  prove, 
With  thy  fulness  fill  me,  Lord, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

Devotion— p.  45.]     HYMN  58.     C.  M. 

FATHER  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord, 
I  humbly  seek  thy  face ; 
Encourag'd  by  the  Saviour's  word 

To  ask  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
%  Entering  into  my  closet,  I 
The  busy  world  exclude  ; 
In  secret  prayer  for  mercy  cry, 
And  groan  to  be  renew'd. 

3  Far  from  the  paths  of  men,  to  thee 
I  solemnly  retire ; 

See  thou,  who  dost  in  secret  see, 
And  grant  my  heart's  desire. 

4  Thy  grace  I  languish  to  receive, 
The  spirit  of  love  and  power  ; 

Blameless  before  thy  face  to  live, 
To  live  and  sin  no  more. 

5  Fain  would  I  all  thy  goodness  feel, 
And  know  my  sins  forgiven ! 


60  PENITENTIAL. 

And  do  on  earth  thy  perfect  will  ' 
As  angels  do  in  heaven. 

6  O  Father,  glorify  thy  Son, 
And  grant  what  I  require  ; 

For  Jesus'  sake  the  gift  send  down, 
And  answer  me  by  fire. 

7  Kindle  the  flame  of  love  within, 
Which  may  to  heaven  ascend  ; 

And  now  the  work  of  grace  begin, 
Which  shall  in  glory  end. 

Tunbridge—y.  113.]     HYMN  59.     6  lines  6 

WHEN  my  relief  will  most  display 
Thy  glory  in  thy  creature's  good, 
Then,  Jesus,  take  the  veil  away, 

Sprinkle  me  with  the'  atoning  blood ; 
The  power  of  living  faith  impart, 
And  breathe  thy  love  into  my  heart. 

2  Jesus,  the  promis'd  help  supply ; 

Support  the  feeble  fainting  mind  ; 
Nor  let  me  from  thy  presence  fly, 

But  seek  till  I  acceptance  find  ; 
But  ask  till  I  am  sav'd  from  sin, 
And  knock  till  mercy  takes  me  in. 

Plymouth  Dock— y.  109.]  HYMN  60.  6  lines 

JESUS,  in  whom  the  weary  find 
Their  late,  but  permanent  repose  ; 
Physician  of  the  sin-sick  mind, 

Relieve  my  wants,  assuage  my  woes  ; 
And  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast, 
Till  life's  fierce  tyranny  be  past. 

2  Loos'd  from  my  God,  and  far  remov'd, 
Long  have  I  wander'd  to  and  fro  ; 

O'er  earth  in  endless  circles  rov'd, 
Nor  found  whereon  to  rest  below ; 


PENITENTIAL.  61 

Back  to  my  God  at  last  I  fly  ; 
For,  O,  the  waters  still  are  high. 

3  Selfish  pursuits,  and  nature's  maze, 
The  things  of  earth  for  thee  I  leave  ; 

Put  forth  thy  hand,  thy  hand  of  grace  ; 

Into  the  ark  of  love  receive  ; 
Take  this  poor  flutt'ring  soul  to  rest, 
And  lodge  it,  Saviour,  in  thy  breast. 

4  Fill  with  inviolable  peace  ; 
'Stablish  and  keep  my  settled  heart; 

In  thee  may  all  my  wanderings  cease, 

From  thee  no  more  may  I  depart : 
Thy  utmost  goodness  call'd  to  prove, 
Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  love  ! 
Hinton—v.  132.]     HYMN  61.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

AUTHOR  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry, 
To  thee,  who  would'st  not  have  me  die, 
But  know  the  truth  and  live  : 
Open  mine  eyes  to  see  thy  face  ; 
Work  in  my  heart  the  saving  grace, 
The  life  eternal  give. 

2  Shut  up  in  unbelief  I  groan, 
And  blindly  serve  a  God  unknown, 

Till  thou  the  veil  remove ; 
The  gift  unspeakable  impart, 
And  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart, 

And  manifest  thy  love. 

3  I  know  the  grace  is  only  thine. 
The  gift  of  faith  is  all  divine  ; 

But  if  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  wilt  the  benefit  bestow 
And  give  us  hearts  to  feel  and  know 

That  thou  hast  died  for  all. 

4  Thou  bid'st  us  knock  and  enter  in, 
Come  unto  thee,  and  rest  from  sin, 

The  blessing  seek  and  find : 
6 


62  PENITENTIAL. 

Thou  bidst  us  ask  thy  grace,  and  have  : 
Thou  canst,  thou  wouldst  this  moment  save 
Both  me  and  all  mankind. 

5  Be  it  according  to  thy  word  ; 
Now  let  me  find  my  pard'ning  Lord  ; 

Let  what  I  ask  be  given  : 
The  bar  of  unbelief  remove, 
Open  the  door  of  faith  and  love, 

And  take  me  into  heaven  ! 

Kentucky—- p.  90.]     HYMN  62.     S.  M. 

AND  wilt  thou  yet  be  found, 
And  may  I  still  draw  near  ? 
Then  listen  to  the  plaintive  sound 
Of  a  poor  sinner's  prayer. 

2  Jesus,  thine  aid  afford, 
If  still  the  same  thou  art, 

To  thee  I  look,  to  thee,  my  Lord  ! 
Lift  up  a  helpless  heart. 

3  Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast, 
The  strugglings  of  my  will, 

The  foes  that  interrupt  my  rest, 
The  agonies  I  feel. 

4  The  daily  death  I  prove, 
Saviour,  to  thee  is  known ; 

'Tis  worse  than  death  my  God  to  love, 
And  not  my  God  alone. 

5  O  my  offended  Lord, 
Restore  my  inward  peace, 

I  know  thou  canst ;  pronounce  the  word, 
And  bid  the  tempest  cease ! 

6  I  long  to  see  thy  face, 
Thy  Spirit  I  implore, 

The  living  water  of  thy  grace, 
That  I  may  thirst  no  more. 


PENITENTIAL.  63 

Malderir-v.  10.]     HYMN  63.    C.  M. 

FIRST    PART. 

JESUS,  if  still  thou  art  to-day, 
As  yesterday,  the  same, 
Present  to  heal,  in  me  display 
The  virtue  of  thy  Name ! 

2  If  still  thou  go  est  about  to  do 
Thy  needy  creatures  good, 

On  me,  that  I  thy  praise  may  show, 
Be  all  thy  wonders  show'd. 

3  Now,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  call, 
Thy  miracles  repeat ; — 

With  pitying  eyes  behold  me  fall 
A  leper  at  thy  feet. 

4  Loathsome,  and  vile,  and  self  abhorr'd, 
I  sink  beneath  my  sin  ; 

But  if  thou  wilt,  a  gracious  word 
Of  thine,  can  make  me  clean. 

5  Thou  seest  me  deaf  to  thy  command, 
Open,  O  Lord,  my  ear ; 

Bid  me  stretch  out  my  wither'd  hand, 
And  lift  it  up  in  prayer. 

6  Silent,  (alas  !  thou  know'st  how  long,) 
My  voice  I  cannot  raise  : 

But  O  !  when  thou  shalt  loose  my  tongue, 
The  dumb  shall  sing  thy  praise. 

7  Lame  at  the  pool  I  still  am  found  : 
Give,  and  my  strength  employ ; 

Light  as  a  hart  I  then  shall  bound  ; 
The  lame  shall  leap  for  joy. 

8  Blind  from  my  birth  to  guilt  and  thee, 
And  dark  I  am  within  : 

The  love  of  God  I  cannot  see, 
The  sinfulness  of  sin. 


64  PENITENTIAL. 

9  But  thou,  they  say,  art  passing  by  ! 
O  let  me  find  thee  near  : 

Jesus,  in  mercy  hear  my  cry, 
Thou  Son  of  David,  hear  ! 

10  Behold  me  waiting  in  the  way 
For  thee,  the  heavenly  Light ; 

Command  me  to  be  brought,  and  say, 
w  Sinner,  receive  thy  sight !" 

SECOND  PART. 

WHILE  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie, 

Thy  quick'ning  Spirit  give  ; 
Call  me,  thou  Son  of  God,  that  I, 

May  hear  thy  voice  and  live. 

2  While  full  of  anguish  and  disease, 

My  weak,  distemper'd  soul 
Thy  love  compassionately  sees, 

O  let  it  make  me  whole  ! 

.3  Cast  out  thy  foes,  and  let  them  still 

To  Jesus'  name  submit : 
Clothe  with  thy  righteousness,  and  heal, 

And  place  me  at  thy  feet. 

4  To  Jesus'  name,  if  all  things  now 
A  trembling  homage  pay ; 

O  let  my  stubborn  spirit  bow, 
My  stiff-neck'd  will  obey  ! 

5  Impotent,  dumb,  and  deaf,  and  blind, 
And  sick,  and  poor  I  am : 

But  sure  a  remedy  to  find 
For  all  in  Jesus'  name. 

6  I  know  in  thee  all  fulness  dwells, 
And  all  for  wretched  man  ; 

Fill  every  want  my  spirit  feels, 
And  break  off  every  chain. 


PENITENTIAL.  65 

7  If  thou  impart  thyself  to  me, 
No  other  good  I  need : 

If  thou,  the  Son,  shalt  make  me  free, 
I  shall  be  free  indeed. 

8  I  cannot  rest,  till  in  thy  blood 
I  full  redemption  have  : 

But  thou,  through  whom  I  come  to  God, 
Canst  to  the  utmost  save. 

9  From  sin,  the  guilt,  the  power,  the  pain, 
Thou  wilt  redeem  my  soul : 

Lord,  I  believe,  and  not  in  vain : 
My  faith  shall  make  me  whole. 

10  I  too,  with  thee,  shall  walk  in  white, 
With  all  thy  saints  shall  prove, 

What  is  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height 
And  depth  of  perfect  love. 

Bethel— y.  14.]     HYMN  64.     C.  M. 

LET  the  redeem'd  give  thanks  and  praise 
To  a  forgiving  God  ! 
My  feeble  voice  I  cannot  raise, 
Till  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood. 

2  Till  at  thy  coming  from  above, 
My  mountain  sin  depart, 

And  fear  gives  place  to  filial  love, 
And  peace  o'erflows  my  heart. 

3  Prisoner  of  hope,  I  still  attend 
The'  appearance  of  my  Lord, 

These  endless  doubts  and  fears  to  end 
And  speak  my  soul  restorM : 

4  Restor'd  by  reconciling  grace  ; 
With  present  pardon  blest ; 

And  fitted  by  true  holiness 
For  my  eternal  rest. 

y  6* 


66  PENITENTIAL 

5  The  peace  which  man  can  ne'er  conceive, 
The  love  and  joy  unknown, 

Now,  Father,  to  thy  servant  give, 
And  claim  me  for  thine  own. 

6  My  God,  through  Jesus  pacify'd ; 
My  God,  thyself  declare  ; 

And  draw  me  to  his  open  side, 
And  plunge  the  sinner  there  ! 

Mfreton—p.  60.]     HYMN  65.     L.  M. 

LORD,  I  despair  myself  to  heal ; 
I  see  my  sin,  but  cannot  feel : 

1  cannot,  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 
And  bid  the  obedient  waters  flow. 

2  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  give  : 
Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive  ; 
Here,  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign, 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal — are  thine. 

3  With  simple  faith  on  thee  I  call ; 
My  light,  my  life,  my  Lord,  my  all ; 
I  wait  the  moving  of  the  pool ; 

1  wait  the  word  that  speaks  me  whole. 

4  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cure, 
Make  my  infected  nature  pure  : 

Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy  impart, 
And  pour  thyself  into  my  heart ! 

Wells— p.  56.]  HYMN  66.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  the  sinner's  friend,  to  thee, 
Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  I  flee : 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin  ; 
Open  thine  arms,  and  take  me  in. 

2  Pity  and  heal  my  sin-sick  soul ; 
'Tis  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole 
Fall'n,  till  in  me  thine  image  shine, 
And  lost  I  am  till  thou  art  mine. 


PENITENTIAL.  67 

3  Awake,  the  woman's  conqu'ring  Seed, 
Awake,  and  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 
Tread  down  thy  foes,  with  power  control 
The  beast  and  devil  in  my  soul. 

4  The  mansion  for  thyself  prepare, 
Dispose  my  heart  by  entering  there  ! 
'Tis  this  alone  can  make  me  clean ; 
'Tis  this  alone  can  cast  out  sin. 

5  At  last  I  own  it  cannot  be 
That  I  should  fit  myself  for  thee  : 
Here  then,  to  thee  I  all  resign ; 
Thine  is  the  work,  and  only  thine. 

6  What  shall  I  say  thy  grace  to  move  1 
Lord,  I  am  sin, — but  thou  art  love  : 

1  give  up  every  plea  beside, 

"Lord,  i  am  lost — but  thou  hast  died." 

Watchmanr-ip.  87.]    HYMN  67.     S.  M. 

FIRST   PART. 

WHEN  shall  thy  love  constrain, 
And  force  me  to  thy  breast  1 
When  shall  my  soul  return  again 
To  her  eternal  rest  1 

2  Ah  !  what  avails  my  strife, 
My  wand'ring  to  and  fro  1 

Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless  life : 
Ah !  whither  should  I  go  ? 

3  Thy  condescending  grace 
To  me  did  freely  move  ; 

It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  stoops  to  ask  my  love. 

4  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fall, 
I  groan  to  be  set  free  ; 

I  fain  would  now  obey  the  call, 
And  give  up  all  for  thee. 


PENITENTIAL. 

5  To  rescue  me  from  wo, 

Thou  didst  with  all  things  part ; 
Didst  lead  a  suffering  life  below, 
To  gain  my  worthless  heart. 

6  My  worthless  heart  to  gain, 
The  God  of  all  that  breathe, 

Was  found  in  fashion  as  a  man, 
And  died  a  cursed  death. 

SECOND  PART. 

AND  can  I  yet  delay, 
My  little  all  to  give  1 
To  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away, 
For  Jesus  to  receive  ? 

2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield  ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more  : 
I  sink,  by  dying  love  compell'd, 

And  own  thee  conqueror  ! 

Though  late,  I  all  forsake, 
My  friends,  my  all  resign  ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take, 
And  seal  me  ever  thine  ! 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 
Nor  hence  again  remove : 

Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love. 

5  My  one  desire  be  this, 
Thy  only  love  to  know ; 

To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 
No  other  good  below. 

6  My  life,  my  portion  thou, 
Thou  all-sufficient  art ; 

My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart. 


PENITENTIAL.  69 

Majesty—y.  48.]     HYMN  68.     C.  M. 

FIRST  PART. 

OTHAT  that  thou  wouldst  the  heavens  rent. 
In  majesty  come  down ; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  omnipotent. 
And  seize  me  for  thine  own ! 

2  Descend,  and  let  thy  lightnings  burn 
The  stubble  of  thy  foe ; 

My  sins  o'erturn,  o'erturn,  o'erturn, 
And  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 

3  Thou  my  impetuous  spirit  guide, 
And  curb  my  headstrong  will; 

Thou  only  canst  drive  back  the  tide, 
And  bid  the  sun  stand  still. 

4  What  though  I  cannot  break  my  chain, 
Or  e'er  throw  off  my  load ; 

The  things  impossible  to  men, 
Are  possible  to  God. 

5  Is  there  a  thing  too  hard  for  thee, 
Almighty  Lord  of  all; 

Whose  threat'ning  looks  dry  up  the  sea, 
And  make  the  mountains  fall  1 

6  Who,  who  shall  in  thy  presence  stand, 
And  match  Omnipotence? 

Ungrasp  the  hold  of  thy  right  hand, 
Or  pluck  the  sinner  thence  ? 

7  Sworn  to  destroy,  let  earth  assail ; 
Nearer  to  save  thou  art ; 

Stronger  than  all  the  powers  of  hell, 
And  greater  than  my  heart. 

8  Lo!  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eye; 
Thy  promis'd  aid  I  claim: 

Father  of  mercies,  glorify 
Thy  favourite  Jesus'  name. 


70  PENITENTIAL. 

9  Salvation  in  that  name  is  found, 

Balm  of  my  grief  and  care ; 
A  med'cine  for  my  every  wound, 

All,  all  I  want  is  there. 

SECOND  PART. 

JESUS  !  Redeemer,  Saviour,  Lord, 

The  weary  sinner's  friend ; 
Come  to  my  help,  pronounce  the  word, 

And  bid  my  troubles  end. 

2  Deliv'rance  to  my  soul  proclaim, 
And  life  and  liberty ; 

Shed  forth  the  virtue  of  thy  name, 
And  Jesus  prove  to.  me  ! 

3  Faith  to  be  heal'd  thou  know'st  I  have, 
For  thou  that  faith  hast  given ; 

Thou  canst,  thou  wilt  the  sinner  save, 
And  make  me  meet  for  heaven. 

4  Thou  canst  o'ercome  this  heart  of  mine ; 
Thou  wilt  victorious  prove  : 

For  everlasting  strength  is  thine, 
And  everlasting  love. 

5  Thy  powerful  Spirit  shall  subdue 
Unconquerable  sin; 

Cleanse  this  foul  heart,  and  make  it  new, 
And  write  thy  law  within. 

6  Bound  down  with  twice  ten  thousand  ties, 
Yet  let  me  hear  thy  call ; 

My  soul  in  confidence  shall  rise, 
Shall  rise  and  break  through  all. 

7  Speak,  and  the  deaf  shall  hear  thy  voice, 
The  blind  his  sight  receive ; 

The  dumb  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice ; 
The  heart  of  stone  believe. 


PENITENTIAL.  71 

8  The  Ethiop  then  shall  change  his  skin ; 

The  dead  shall  feel  thy  power ; 
The  loathsome  leper  shall  be  clean, 

And  I  shall  sin  no  more. 

Kennebeck—v  138.]     HYMN  69.    4  8s  &  2  6s. 

FIRST  PART. 

THEE,  Jesus,  thee,  the  sinner's  friend, 
I  follow  on  to  apprehend, 
Renew  the  glorious  strife ; 
Divinely  confident  and  bold, 
With  faith's  strong  arm  on  thee  lay  hold, 
Thee,  my  eternal  life. 

2  Thy  heart,  I  know,  thy  tender  heart 
Doth  in  my  sorrow  feel  its  part, 

And  at  my  tears  relent; 
My  powerful  sighs  thou  canst  not  bear 
Nor  stand  the  violence  of  my  prayer, 

My  prayer  omnipotent. 

3  Give  me  the  grace,  the  love  I  claim ; 
Thy  Spirit  now  demands  thy  name ! 

Thou  know'st  the  Spirit's  will; 
He  helps  my  soul's  infirmity, 
And  strongly  intercedes  for  me 

With  groans  unspeakable. 

4  Answer,  O  Lord,  thy  Spirit's  groan ! 
O  make  to  me  thy  nature  known, 

Thy  hidden  name  impart! 
(Thy  name  and  nature  are  the  same) 
Tell  me  thy  nature,  and  thy  name, 

And  write  it  on  my  heart. 

SECOND  PART. 

PRISONER  of  hope,  to  thee  I  turn, 
And,  calmly  confident,  I  mourn, 
And  pray,  and  weep  for  thee : 


72  PENITENTIAL. 

Tell  me  thy  love,  thy  secret  tell, 
Thy  mystic  name  in  me  reveal, 
Reveal  thyself  in  me  ! 

2  Descend,  pass  by  me,  and  proclaim, 
O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  glorious  name, 

"  The  Lord,  the  gracious  Lord ; 
Long-suffering,  merciful,  and  kind, 
The  God  who  always  bears  in  mind 

His  everlasting  word." 

3  Plenteous  he  is  in  truth  and  grace; 
He  wills  that  all  the  fallen  race 

Should  turn,  repent,  and  live: 
His  pardoning  grace  for  all  is  free ; 
Transgression,  sin,  iniquity, 

He  freely  doth  forgive. 

4  Mercy  he  doth  for  thousands  keep; 
He  goes  and  seeks  the  one  lost  sheep 

And  brings  his  wand'rer  home: 
And  every  soul  that  sheep  might  be ; 
Come,  then,  my  Lord,  and  gather  me, 

My  Jesus,  quickly  come. 

5  Take  me  into  thy  people's  rest, 
O  come,  and  with  my  sole  request, 

My  one  desire  comply ! 
Make  me  partaker  of  my  hope, 
Then  bid  me  get  me  quickly  up, 

And  on  thy  bosom  die. 

Kennebeck—v.  138.     HYMN  70.     48s,  &  2  6s. 

STILL,  Lord,  I  languish  for  thy  grace, 
Reveal  the  beauties  of  thy  face, 
The  middle  wall  remove : 
Appear  and  banish  my  complaint; 
Come  and  supply  my  only  want, 
Fill  all  my  soul  with  love ! 


PENITENTIAL. 

2  O !  conquer  this  rebellious  will: 
Willing  thou  art,  and  ready  still, 

Thy  help  is  always  nigh : 
The  stony  from  my  heart  remove, 
And  give  me,  Lord,  O  give  me  love, 

Or  at  thy  feet  I  die. 

3  To  thee  I  lift  my  mournful  eye : 
Why  am  I  thus?  O  tell  me  why 

I  cannot  love  my  God? 
The  hindrance  must  be  all  in  me : 
It  cannot  in  my  Saviour  be ; 

Witness  that  streaming  blood ! 

4  It  cost  thy  blood  my  heart  to  win : 
To  buy  me  from  the  power  of  sin, 

And  make  me  love  again : 
Come,  then,  my  Lord,  thy  right  assert, 
Take  to  thyself  my  ransom'd  heart, 

Nor  bleed  nor  die  in  vain. 

Wells— p.  56.]     HYMN  71.     L.  M. 

GOD  of  my  life,  what  just  return 
Can  sinful  dust  and  ashes  give? 

1  only  live  my  sin  to  mourn; 

To  love  my  God  I  only  live. 

2  To  thee,  benign  and  saving  Power, 
I  consecrate  my  lengthen'd  days : 

While,  mark'd  with  blessings,  every  hour 
Shall  speak  thy  co-extended  praise. 

3  Be  all  my  added  life  employ'd 
Thine  image  in  my  soul  to  see: 

Fill  with  thyself  the  mighty  void ! 
Enlarge  my  heart  to  compass  thee ! 

4  O  give  me,  Saviour,  give  me  more : 
Thy  mercies  to  my  soul  reveal ! 

Alas !  I  see  their  endless  store; 
But,  O,  I  cannot,  cannot  feel. 
7 


73 


[  PENITENTIAL. 

5  The  blessing  of  thy  love  bestow, 
For  this  my  cries  shall  never  fail; 

Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
I  will  not,  till  my  suit  prevail. 

6  I'll  weary  thee  with  my  complaint; 
Here  at  thy  feet  for  ever  lie; 

With  longing,  sick;  with  groaning,  faint; 
O  give  me  love,  or  else  I  die. 

7  Come  then,  my  hope,  my  life,  my  Lord, 
And  fix  in  me  thy  lasting  home ! 

Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word ! 
Thou,  with  thy  promis'd  Father,  come. 

8  Prepare,  and  then  possess  my  heart; 
O  take  me,  seize  me  from  above ! 

Thee  may  I  love,  for  God  thou  art; 
Thee  may  I  feel;  for  God  is  love! 

Newry—v.  74.]     HYMN  72.     L.  M. 

FAIN  would  I  go  to  thee,  my  God, 
Thy  mercies  and  my  wants  to  tell; 
To  feel  my  pardon  seal'd  in  blood : 
Saviour,  thy  love  I  wait  to  feel. 

2  Freed  from  the  power  of  cancell'd  sin, 
When  shall  my  soul  triumphant  prove  1 

Why  breaks  not  out  the  fire  within, 
In  flames  of  joy,  and  praise,  and  love? 

3  Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  aspires ; 
Jesus,  to  thee  I  plight  my  vows : 

Keep  me  from  earthly,  base  desires, 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  and  my  spouse. 

4  Fountain  of  all-sufficient  bliss, 
Thou  art  the  good  I  seek  below; 

Fulness  of  joy  in  thee  there  is; 
Without,  'tis  misery  all,  and  wo. 


PENITENTIAL.  76 

Gainsborough— p.  6.]     HYMN  73.    C.  M. 

Y  God,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry ; 


M 


Thee  only  would  I  know  ; 
Thy  purifying  blood  apply, 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow. 

2  Touch  me,  and  make  the  leper  clean, 
Purge  my  iniquity  : 

Unless  thou  wash  my  soul  from  sin, 
I  have  no  part  in  thee. 

3  But  art  thou  not  already  mine  1 
Answer,  if  mine  thou  art ! 

Whisper  within,  thou  Love  divine, 
And  cheer  my  drooping  heart. 

4  Behold,  for  me  the  victim  bleeds, 
His  wounds  are  open  wide ; 

For  me  the  blood  of  sprinkling  pleads, 
And  speaks  me  justify'd. 

Islington—?.  61.]     HYMN  74.     L.  M. 

MY  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies, 
To  thee,  her  source,  my  spirit  flies  : 
My  wants  I  mourn,  my  chains  I  see ; 
O  let  thy  presence  set  me  free  ! 

2  Jesus,  vouchsafe  my  heart  and  will 
With  thy  meek  lowliness  to  fill ; 

No  more  her  power  let  nature  boast, 
But  in  thy  will  may  mine  be  lost. 

3  And  well  I  know  thy  tender  love, 
Thou  never  canst  unfaithful  prove  : 
And  well  I  know  thou  stand'st  by  me, 
Pleas'd,  from  myself,  to  set  me  free. 

4  Still  will  I  watch,  and  labour  still, 
To  banish  every  thought  of  ill ; 
Till  thou,  in  thy  good  time  appear, 
And  sav'st  me  from  the  fowler's  snare. 


76  PENITENTIAL. 

5  Already  springing  hope  I  feel, 
God  will  destroy  the  power  of  hell ; 
God  from  a  land  of  wars  and  pain, 
Leads  me  where  peace  and  safety  reign. 

6  One  only  care  my  soul  shall  know, 
Father,  all  thy  commands  to  do  ; 
And  feel  what  endless  age  shall  prove, 
That  thou,  my  Lord,  my  God,  art  love. 

Bedford— -p.  7.]     HYMN  75.     C.  M. 

WHEN  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 
O'erwhelm'd  with  guilt  and  fear, 

1  view  my  Maker  face  to  face, 

O  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

2  If  yet  while  pardon  may  be  found, 
And  mercy  may  be  sought, 

My  soul  with  inward  horror  shrinks, 
!And  trembles  at  the  thought, 

3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shalt  stand  disclos'd 
In  majesty  severe, 

And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul, 
O  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

4  O  may  my  broken,  contrite  heart, 
Timely  my  sins  lament, 

And  early,  with  repentant  tears, 
Eternal  wo  prevent. 

5  Behold  the  sorrows  of  my  heart, 
Ere  yet  it  be  too  late  ; 

And  hear  my  Saviour's  dying  groan, 
To  give  those  sorrows  weight ! 

6  For  never  shall  my  soul  despair 
Her  pardon  to  secure, 

Who  knows  thine  only  Son  hath  died 
To  make  that  pardon  sure. 


PENITENTIAL.  77 

Alfreton—^.  60.]    HYMN  76.   L.  M. 

OH  !  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
To  take  this  stubborn  heart  away  ; 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart  of  mine  ! 

2  The  rocks  can  rend  ;  the  earth  can  quake ; 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountains  shake ; 
Of  feeling,  all  things  show  some  sign, 

But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
O  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt : 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments  too,  unmov'd  I  hear, 
(Amazing  thought !)  which  devils  fear : 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

5  But  something  yet  can  do  the  deed ; 
And  that  blest  something  much  I  need : 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 

And  melt  and  change  this  heart  of  mine. 

Liberty— ?.  108.]     HYMN  77.    6  lines  8s. 
Wrestling  Jacob. 

FIRST    PART. 

COME,  O  thou  Traveller  unknown, 
Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see  ! 
My  company  before  is  gone, 

And  I  am*  left  alone  with  thee  : 
With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 
2  I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am  ; 

My  misery  and  sin  declare  ; 
Thyself  hast  call'd  me  by  my  name, 
Look  on  thy  hands,  and  read  it  there : 
7* 


78  PENITENTIAL. 

But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art  thou  1 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  thou  strugglest  to  get  free, 
I  never  will  unloose  my  hold ; 

Art  thou  the  man  that  died  for  me  1 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

4  Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 
Thy  new,  unutterable  name  ? 

Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell ; 
To  know  it  now  resolv'd  I  am : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

5  What  though  my  shrinking  flesh  complain,, 
And  murmur  to  contend  so  long : 

I  rise  superior  to  my  pain : 

When  I  am  weak,  then  I  am  strong ! 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 

1  shall  with  the  God-Man  prevail* 

SECOND   PART. 

YIELD  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak, 

But  confident  in  self  despair ; 
Speak  to  my  heart,  in  blessings  speak  ; 

Be  conquer'd  by  my  instant  prayer : 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 
And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  Love. 

2  'Trs  love  !  'tis  love  !  thou  cbedst  for  me  ; 
I  hear  thy  whisper  in  my  heart ; 

The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee, 

Pure,  universal  love  thou  art  : 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love, 

3  My  prayer  hath  power  with  God  ;  the  grace 
Unspeakable  I  now  receive  ; 


PENITENTIAL.  79 

Through  faith  I  see  thee  face  to  face  ; 

I  see  thee  face  to  face,  and  live  ! 
In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove  ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

4  I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, 
Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  friend  : 

Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart, 
But  stay  and  love  me  to  the  end  : 
Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

5  The  Sun  of  righteousness  on  me 
Hath  rose  with  healing  in  his  wings  ; 

Wither'd  my  nature's  strength  ;  from  thee 

My  soul  its  life  and  succour  brings ; 
My  help  is  all  laid  up  above  ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

6  Contented  now  upon  my  thigh 

I  halt,  till  life's  short  journey  end ; 
All  helplessness,  all  weakness,  I 

On  thee  alone  for  strength  depend; 
Nor  have  I  power  from  thee  to  move ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love, 

7  Lame  as  I  am,  I  take  the  prey  ; 

Hell,  earth,  and  sin,  with  ease  o'ercome ; 
I  leap  for  joy,  pursue  my  way, 

And,  as  a  bounding  hart,  fly  home  ; 
Through  all  eternity  to  prove 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

Pastoral  Hymn— p.  114.]  HYMN  78.  6  lines  8s. 

OTHOU,  whom  fain  my  soul  would  love  ! 
Whom  I  would  gladly  die  to  know  ; 
This  veil  of  unbelief  remove, 

And  show  me  all  thy  goodness,  show  ; 
Jesus,  thyself  in  me  reveal, 
Tell  me  thy  name,  thy  nature  tell. 


80  DESCRIBING 

2  Hast  thou  been  with  me,  Lord,  so  long, 
Yet  thee,  my  Lord,  have  I  not  known  ! 

I  claim  thee  with  a  falt'ring  tongue  ; 

I  pray  thee  in  a  feeble  groan, 
Tell  me,  O  tell  me  who  thou  art ! 
And  speak  thy  Name  into  my  heart. 

3  If  now  thou  talkest  by  the  way 
With  such  an  abject  worm  as  me, 

The  mystery  of  grace  display  ; 

Open  mine  eyes  that  I  may  see  : 
That  I  may  understand  thy  word, 
And  now  cry  out, — "  It  is  the  Lord  !" 


DESCRIBING  FORMAL  RELIGION. 


Rochester—?.  18.]     HYMN  79.     C.  M. 

LONG  have  I  seem'd  to  serve  Thee,  Lord, 
With  unavailing  pain : 
Fasted  and  pray'd,  and  read  thy  word, 
And  heard  it  preach'd  in  vain. 

2  Oft  did  1  with  the'  assembly  join, 
And  near  thy  altar  drew  ; 

A  form  of  godliness  was  mine, 
The  power  I  never  knew. 

3  I  rested  in  the  outward  law, 
Nor  knew  its  deep  design  : 

The  length  and  breadth  I  never  saw, 
And  height  of  love  divine. 

4  To  please  thee  thus  at  length  I  see, 
Vainly  I  hop'd  and  strove  ; 

For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee, 
Unless  they  spring  from  love  1 


FORMAL  RELIGION.  81 

5  I  see  the  perfect  law  requires 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts  ; 

Our  full  consent,  our  whole  desires, 
Our  undivided  hearts. 

6  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boast, 
Of  means  an  idol  made  : 

The  spirit  in  the  letter  lost, 
The  substance  in  the  shade. 

7  Where  am  I  now,  or  what  my  hope  1 
What  can  my  weakness  do  1 

Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up : 
'Tis  thou  must  make  it  new. 

Watchman— p.  87.]     HYMN  80.     &  M. 

FIRST  PART. 

MY  gracious,  loving  Lord, 
To  thee  what  shall  I  say  1 
Well  may  I  tremble  at  thy  word, 
And  scarce  presume  to  pray  ! 
Ten  thousand  wants  have  I ; 
Alas  !  I  all  things  want ! 
But  thou  hast  bid  me  always  cry, 
And  never,  never  faint. 

2  Yet,  Lord,  well  might  I  fear, 
Fear  e'en  to  ask  thy  grace  ; 

So  oft  have  I,  alas  !  drawn  near, 

And  mock'd  thee  to  thy  face  : 

With  all  pollutions  stain'd, 

Thy  hallow'd  courts  I  trod ; 
Thy  name  and  temple  I  profan'd, 

And  dar'd  to  call  thee  God. 

3  Nigh  with  my  lips  I  drew ; 
My  lips  were  all  unclean : 

Thee  with  my  heart  I  never  knew ; 
My  heart  was  full  of  sin : 


82  DESCRIBING 

Far  from  the  living  Lord, 
As  far  as  hell  from  heaven  ; 
Thy  purity  I  still  abhorr'd, 
Nor  look'd  to  be  forgiven. 

4  My  nature  I  obey'd ; 
My  own  desires  pursu'd : 

And  still  a  den  of  thieves  I  made 

The  hallow'd  house  of  God. 

The  worship  he  approves, 

To  him  I  would  not  pay ; 
My  selfish  ends,  and  creature  loves, 

Had  stole  my  heart  away. 

5  My  sin  and  nakedness 
I  studied  to  disguise  ; 

Spoke  to  my  soul  a  flattering  peace, 

And  put  out  my  own  eyes  : 

In  fig  leaves  I  appear'd  ; 

Nor  with  my  form  would  part ; 
But  still  retain'd  a  conscience  sear'd, 

A  hard  deceitful  heart. 

SECOND  PART. 

A  GODLY,  formal  saint 

I  long  appear'd  in  sight ; 
By  self  and  Satan  taught  to  paint 

My  tomb,  my  nature,  white, 

The  Pharisee  within 

Still  undisturb'd  remain'd  ; 
The  strong  man,  arm'd  with  guilt  of  sin, 

Safe  in  his  palace  reign'd. 

2  But,  O  !  the  jealous  God 

In  my  behalf  came  down  ; 
Jesus  himself  the  stronger  show'd, 

And  claim'd  me  for  his  own. 

My  spirit  he  alarm'd, 

And  brought  into  distress ; 


FORMAL  RELIGION.  83 

He  shook  and  bound  the  strong  man,  arm'd 
In  his  self-righteousness. 

3  Faded  my  virtuous  show, 

My  form  without  the  power  ; 
The  sin-convincing  Spirit  blew, 

And  blasted  every  flower : 

My  mouth  was  stopt,  and  shame 

Cover'd  my  guilty  face  ; 
I  fell  on  the  atoning  Lamb, 

And  I  was  sav'd  by  grace. 

Rochester—?.  18.]     HYMN  81.     C.  M. 

STILL,  for  thy  toving  kindness,  Lord, 
I  in  thy  temple  wait : 

1  look  to  find  thee  in  thy  word, 

Or  at  thy  table  meet. 

2  Here  in  thine  own  appointed  ways, 
I  wait  to  learn  thy  will : 

Silent  I  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  hear  thee  say,  "  Be  still ! 

3  "  Be  still !  and  know  that  I  am  God  !" 
'Tis  all  I  live  to  know ; 

To  feel  the  virtue  of  thy  blood, 
And  spread  its  praise  below  ! 

4  I  wait  my  vigour  to  renew 
Thine  image  to  retrieve  ! 

The  veil  of  outward  things  pass  through, 
And  gasp  in  thee  to  live. 

5  I  work  ;  and  own  the  labour  vain ; 
And  thus  from  works  I  cease  : 

I  strive  ;  and  see  my  fruitless  pain, 
Till  God  create  my  peace. 

6  Fruitless,  till  thou  thyself  impart, 
Must  all  my  efforts  prove  ; 


84  ON   BACKSLIDING. 

They  cannot  change  a  sinful  heart; 
They  cannot  purchase  love. 

7  I  do  the  thing  thy  laws  enjoin, 
And  then  the  strife  give  o'er ; 

To  thee  I  then  the  whole  resign, 
I  trust  in  means  no  more. 

8  I  trust  in  Him  who  stands  between 
The  Father's  wrath  and  me  : 

Jesus,  thou  great  eternal  Mean, 
I  look  for  all  from  thee  ! 


ON  BACKSLIDING. 


Plymouth  Dock— $.  109.]  HYMN  82.  6  lines  8s. 

WEARY  of  wand'ring  from  my  God, 
And  now  made  willing  to  return, 
I  hear  and  bow  me  to  the  rod ; 
For  thee,  not  without  hope,  I  mourn  ; 

1  have  an  advocate  above, 

A  friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 

2  O  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  sin  ; 

Yet  once  again  I  seek  thy  face, 

Open  thine  arms  and  take  me  in ! 
And  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithless  sinner  still. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  way  to  bring  me  back, 
My  fallen  spirit  to  restore  ; 

O  !  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake, 

Forgive,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more  : 
The  ruins  of  my  soul  repair, 
And  make  my  heart  a  house  of  prayer. 


ON  BACKSLIDING.  85 

4  The  stone  to  flesh  again  convert ; 
The  veil  of  sin  again  remove : 

Sprinkle  thy  blood  upon  my  heart, 
And  melt  it  by  thy  dying  love  ! 
This  rebel  heart  by  love  subdue, 
And  make  it  soft,  and  make  it  new. 

5  Give  to  mine  eyes  refreshing  tears, 
And  kindle  my  relentings  now  ; 

Fill  my  whole  soul  with  filial  fears  ; 

To  thy  sweet  yoke  my  spirit  bow  : 
Bend  by  thy  grace,  O  bend  or  break, 
The  iron  sinew  in  my  neck. 

6  Ah,  give  me,  Lord,  the  tender  heart, 
That  trembles  at  the'  approach  of  sin : 

A  godly  fear  of  sin  impart ; 

Implant  and  root  it  deep  within, 
That  I  may  dread  thy  gracious  power, 
And  never  dare  to'  offend  thee  more. 

Kingswood—y.  185.]  HYxMN  83.  7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

JESUS,  friend  of  sinners,  hear,. 
Yet  once  again  I  pray ; 
From  my  debt  of  sin  set  clear, 

For  I  have  nought  to  pay: 
Speak,  O  speak  the  kind  release, 

A  poor  backsliding  soul  restore  ; 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  peace, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

2  For  my  selfishness  and  pride 

Thou  hast  withdrawn  thy  grace  ; 
Left  me  long  to  wander  wide, 

An  outcast  from  thy  face ; 
But  I  now  my  sins  confess, 

And  mercy,  mercy,  I  implore  ; 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 
8 


86  ON  BACKSLIDING 

3  Sin's  deceitfulness  hath  spread 
A  hardness  o'er  my  heart ; 

But  if  thou  thy  Spirit  shed, 

The  stony  shall  depart : 
Shed  thy  love,  thy  tenderness, 

And  let  me  feel  thy  soft'ning  power  : 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

4  From  the'  oppressive  power  of  sin 
My  struggling  spirit  free  : 

Perfect  righteousness  bring  in, 

Unspotted  purity : 
Speak,  and  all  this  war  shall  cease, 

And  sin  shall  give  its  raging  o'er : 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

5  For  this  only  thing  I  pray, 
And  this  will  I  require, 

Take  the  power  of  sin  away, 

Fill  me  with  chaste  desire  ; 
Perfect  me  in  holiness  ; 

Thine  image  to  my  soul  restore  : 
Love  me  freely,  seal  my  peace, 

And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

Clarks— p.  183.     HYMN  84.     7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

SON  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace 
Again  hath  rais'd  me  up  ; 
Call'd  me  still  to  seek  thy  face, 

And  given  me  back  my  hope  : 
Still  thy  timely  help  afford, 

And  all  thy  loving  kindness  show ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 
2  By  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand, 

In  sore  temptation's  hour  ; 


ON  BACKSLIDING.  87 

Save  me  with  thine  outstretch'd  hand, 

And  show  forth  all  thy  power  ; 
O  be  mindful  of  thy  word  ! 

Thy  all-sufficient  grace  bestow ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

3  Give  me,  Lord,  a  holy  fear, 
And  fix  it  in  my  heart ; 

That  I  may  from  evil  near, 

With  timely  care  depart ; 
Sin  be  more  than  hell  abhorr'd, 

Till  thou  destroy  the  tyrant  foe  ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

4  Never  let  me  leave  thy  breast, 
From  thee,  my  Saviour,  stray ; 

Thou  art  my  support  and  rest, 

My  true  and  living  way  ; 
My  exceeding  great  reward, 

In  heaven  above  and  earth  below  ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

5  Never  let  me  go,  till  I 
Upborne  on  wings  of  love, 

Gain  the  region  of  the  sky, 

And  take  my  seat  above  ; 
See  thee  by  all  heaven  ador'd, 

And  all  thy  glorious  fulness  know ; 
Keep  me,  keep  me,  gracious  Lord, 

And  never  let  me  go. 

Kingswood— p.  185.]  HYMN  85.  7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

LORD,  and  is  thine  anger  gone, 
And  art  thou  pacify'd  ] 
After  all  that  I  have  done, 
Dost  thou  no  longer  chide  ; 


ON   BACKSLIDING. 


Let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain, 
And  all  my  restless  passions  sway  : 

Keep  me,  lest  I  turn  again 
Out  of  the  narrow  way. 

2  If  I  have  begun  once  more 
Thy  sweet  return  to  feel : 

If  even  now  I  find  thy  power 

Present  my  soul  to  heal : 
Still  and  quiet  may  I  lie, 

Nor  struggle  out  of  thine  embrace  : 
Never  more  resist  or  rly 

From  thy  pursuing  grace. 

3  To  the  cross,  thire  altar,  bind 
Me  with  the  cords  of  love  ; 

Freedom  let  me  never  find 
From  thee,  my  Lord,  to  move ; 

That  I  never,  never  more 

May  with  my  much-lov'd  Master  part, 

To  the  posts  of  mercy's  door 
O  nail  my  willing  heart ! 

4  See  my  utter  helplessness, 
And  leave  me  not  alone  ; 

O  preserve  in  perfect  peace, 

And  seal  me  for  thine  own. 
More  and  more  thyself  reveal, 

Thy  presence  let  me  always  find, 
Comfort,  and  confirm,  and  heal 

My  feeble,  sin-sick  mind. 

5  As  the  apple  of  thine  eye, 
Thy  weakest  servant  keep  ; 

Help  me  at  thy  feet  to  lie, 

And  there  for  ever  weep  ; 
Tears  of  joy  mine  eyes  overflow, 

That  I  have  any  hope  of  heaven  ; 
Much  of  love  I  ought  to  know, 

For  I  have  much  forgiven. 


ON  BACKSLIDING. 

West-street— y.  194.]     HYMN  86.    P.  M. 

FIRST  PART. 

HOW  happy  are  they, 
Who  their  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above  ! 
Tongue  cannot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love  ! 

2  That  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favour  divine 

I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 

When  my  heart  it  believ'd, 

What  a  joy  I  received, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name  ! 

3  'Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

The  angels  could  do  nothing  more, 

Than  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore. 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long 
Was  my  joy  and  my  song: 

O  that  all  his  salvation  might  see ! 

He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cried, 

He  hath  suffer'd  and  died, 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carried  above, 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain  ; 

I  could  not  believe 

That  I  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  I  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  justified  1, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat : 


90  ON  BACKSLIDING. 

My  soul  mounted  higher 
In  a  chariot  of  fire, 
And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7  O  the  rapturous  height 

Of  that  holy  delight 
Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood  ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possest, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  fill'd  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

SECOND  PART. 

AH  !  where  am  I  now  ! 
When  was  it,  or  how, 
That  1  fell  from  my  heaven  of  grace  1 
I  am  brought  into  thrall ; 
I  am  stript  of  my  all ; 

1  am  banish'd  from  Jesus's  face  ! 

2  Hardly  yet  do  I  know 
How  1  let  my  Lord  go, 

So  insensibly  starting  aside  ; 

When  the  tempter  came  in 

With  his  own  subtle  sin, 
And  infected  my  spirit  with  pride. 

3  But  I  felt  it  too  soon, 
That  my  Saviour  was  gone, 

Swiftly  vanishing  out  of  my  sight ; 

My  triumph  and  boast 

On  a  sudden  were  lost, 
And  my  day  it  was  turn'd  into  night. 

4  Only  pride  could  destroy 
That  innocent  joy, 

And  make  my  Redeemer  depart ; 

But  whate'er  was  the  cause, 

I  lament  the  sad  loss, 
For  the  veil  is  come  over  my  heart. 


ON   BACKSLIDING.  91 

5  All !  wretch  that  I  am  ! 
I  can  only  exclaim, 

Like  a  devil  tormented  within  ; 

My  Saviour  is  gone, 

And  has  left  me  alone 
To  the  fury  of  Satan  and  sin. 

6  Nothing  now  can  relieve  ; 
Without  comfort  I  grieve  ; 

I  have  lost  all  my  peace  and  my  power : 

No  access  do  I  find 

To  the  Friend  of  mankind  : 
I  can  ask  for  his  mercy  no  more. 

7  Tongue  cannot  declare 
The  torment  I  bear, 

(While  no  end  of  my  troubles  I  see) 

Only  Adam  could  tell 

On  the  day  that  he  fell, 
And  was  turn'd  out  of  Eden  like  me. 

8  Driven  out  from  my  God, 
I  wander  abroad, 

Through  a  desert  of  sorrows  I  rove.: 

How  great  is  my  pain 

That  I  cannot  regain 
My  Eden  of  Jesus's  love  ! 

9  I  never  shall  rise 
To  my  first  paradise, 

Or  come  my  Redeemer  to  see  : 

But  I  feel  a  faint  hope, 

That  at  last  he  will  stoop, 
And  his  pity  shall  bring  him  to  me. 

Sion— p.  169.]    HYMN  87.    8  lines  8s. 

HOW  shall  a  lost  sinner  in  pain, 
Recover  his  forfeited  peace  *? 
When  brought  into  bondage  again, 
What  hope  of  a  second  release  ; 


!  ON  BACKSLIDING. 

Will  mercy  itself  be  so  kind 
To  spare  such  a  rebel  as  me  1 

And  O,  can  I  possibly  find 

Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee  ! 

2  O  Jesus,  of  thee  I  inquire, 
If  still  thou  art  able  to  save, 

The  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  fire, 
And  ransom  my  soul  from  the  grave ; 

The  help  of  thy  Spirit  restore, 

And  show  me  the  life-giving  blood  ; 

And  pardon  a  sinner  once  more, 
And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 

3  O  Jesus,  in  pity  draw  near, 
Come  quickly  to  help  a  lost  soul, 

To  comfort  a  mourner  appear, 
And  make  a  poor  Lazarus  whole  ; 

The  balm  of  thy  mercy  apply, 
Thou  seest  the  sore  anguish  I  feel ; 

Save,  Lord,  or  I  perish,  1  die, 
O  save,  or  I  sink  into  hell ! 

4  I  sink,  if  thou  longer  delay 
Thy  pardoning  mercy  to  show: 

€ome  quickly,  and  kindly  display 
The  power  of  thy  passion  below ; 

By  all  thou  hast  done  for  my  sake, 
One  drop  of  thy  blood  I  implore  ; 

Now,  now  let  it  touch  me,  and  make 
The  sinner  a  sinner  no  more. 

Rochester—?.  18.]     HYMN  88.     C.  M. 

OTHAT  I  were  as  heretofore  ! 
When  warm  in  my  first  love  ; 

1  only  liv'd  my  God  to'  adore, 

And  seek  the  things  above  ! 

2  Upon  my  head  his  candle  shone, 
And  lavish  of  his  grace, 


ON  BACKSLIDING.  93 

With  cords  of  love  he  drew  me  on, 
And  half  unveil'd  his  face. 

3  Butter  and  honey  did  I  eat, 
And,  lifted  up  on  high, 

I  saw  the  clouds  beneath  my  feet, 
And  rode  upon  the  sky. 

4  Far,  far  above  all  earthly  things 
Triumphantly  I  rode; 

1  soar'd  to  heaven  on  eagles'  wings, 
And  found  and  talk'd  with  God.. 

5  Where  am  I  now]  from  what  a  height 
Of  happiness  cast  down ! 

The  glory  swallow'd  up  in  night, 
And  faded  is  the  crown. 

6  O  God,  thou  art  my  home,  my  rest, 
For  which  I  sigh  in  pain ! 

How  shall  I  'scape  into  thy  breast, 
My  Eden  now  regain'? 

Mear— p.  1.]     HYMN  89.     C.  M. 

OFOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 
A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ; 
A. light  to  shine  upon  the  road  # 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 
When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 

Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd, 
How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 

But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 
Sweet  messenger  of  rest: 


94  ON  BACKSLIDING. 

1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 

And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be, 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame ; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

Islington— p.  61.]     HYMN  90.     L.  M. 

SHOW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
Let  a  repenting  rebel  live ; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  ? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee'? 

2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  don't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 

3  Oh !  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin  ! 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean ! 

JHere  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  my  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judgments  grow  severe, 

'  I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 
I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death; 

And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
Whose  hope,  still  hov'ring  round  thy  word, 


ON  BACKSLIDING.  96 

Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

Wells— p.  56.]     HYMN  91.     L.  M. 

AH !  Lord,  with  trembling  I  confess, 
A  gracious  soul  may  fall  from  grace, 
The  salt  may  lose  its  seasoning  power, 
And  never,  never  find  it  more  ! 

2  Lest  that  my  fearful  case  should  be, 
Each  moment  knit  my  soul  to  thee : 
And  lead  me  to  the  mount  above, 
Through  the  low  vale  of  humble  love. 

Condolence— p.  147.]     HYMN  92.     4  lines  7s. 

DEPTH  of  mercy!  can  there  be 
Mercy  still  reserv'd  for  me? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear] 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace ; 
Long  provok'd  him  to  his  face; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls: 
Griev'd  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Kindled  his  relen tings  are, 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare  ; 
Cries,  "  How  shall  I  give  thee  up?" 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 

4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands  ;    i 
Shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands ! 
God  is  love !  I  know,  I  feel ; 

Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 

5  Jesus,  answer  from  above, 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love? 
Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong  forget? 
Suffer  me  to  kiss  thy  feet? 


96  ON  BACKSLIDING. 

6  Now  incline  me  to  repent! 
Let  me  now  my  fall  lament ! 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore ! 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 

Amsterdam—  p.  176.]  HYMN  93.  Slines7sk6s. 

I  WILL  hearken  what  the  Lord 
Will  say  concerning  me  ; 
Hast  thou  not  a  gracious  word 
For  one  who  waits  on  thee? 
Speak  it  to  my  soul,  that  I 

May  in  thee  have  peace  and  power; 
Never  from  my  Saviour  fly, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

2  How  have  I  thy  Spirit  griev'd, 
Since  first  with  me  he  strove! 

Obstinately  disbeliev'd, 

And  trampled  on  thy  love ' 
I  have  sinn'd  against  the  light; 

I  have  broke  from  thy  embrace; 
No,  I  would  not,  when  I  might, 

Be  freely  sav'd  by  grace. 

3  After  all  that  I  have  done 
To  drive  thee  from  my  heart, 

Still  thou  wilt  not  leave  thine  own, 

Thou  wilt  not  yet  depart; 
Wilt  not  give  the  sinner  o'er; 

Ready  art  thou  now  to  save  ; 
Bidst  me  come  as  heretofore, 

That  I  thy  life  may  have 

4  O  thou  meek  and  gentle  Lamb  ! 
Fury  is  not  in  thee  ; 

Thou  continues!  still  the  same, 

And  still  thy  grace  is  free ; 
Still  thine  arms  are  open  wide, 

Wretched  sinners  to  receive  : 


ON  BACKSLIDING.  97 

Thou  hast  once  for  sinners  died, 
That  all  may  turn  and  live. 

5  Lo  I  I  take  thee  at  thy  word, 

My  foolishness  I  mourn ; 
Unto  thee,  my  bleeding  Lord, 

However  late,  I  turn : 
Yes :  I  yield,  I  yield  at  last, 

Listen  to  thy  speaking  blood ; 
Me,  with  all  my  sins,  I  cast 

On  my  atoning  God. 

Old  Hundred— p.  74.]     HYMN  94.     L.  M. 

SAVIOUR,  I  now  with  shame  confess, 
My  thirst  for  creature  happiness ; 
By  base  desires  I  wrong'd  thy  love, 
And  forc'd  thy  mercy  to  remove. 

2  Yet  would  I  not  regard  thy  stroke, 
But  when  thou  didst  thy  grace  revoke, 
And  when  thou  didst  thy  face  conceal, 
Thy  absence  I  refus'd  to  feel. 

3  I  knew  not  that  the  Lord  was  gone  ; 
In  my  own  fro  ward  will  went  on ; 

I  liv'd  to  the  desires  of  men, 

And  thou  hast  all  my  wand'rings  seen. 

4  Yet,  O  the  riches  of  thy  grace  ! 
Thou,  who  hast  seen  my  evil  ways, 
Wilt  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  pardon  on  my  conscience  seal. 

5  For  this  I  at  thy  footstool  wait, 
Till  thou  my  peace  again  create  : 
Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips  restore 
My  peace,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more  ! 

6  Far  off,  yet  at  thy  feet  I  lie, 
(Till  thou  again  thy  blood  applv ; 

9 


98  ON  BACKSLIDING. 

Till  thou  repeat  my  sins  forgiven,) 
As  far  from  God  as  hell  from  heaven. 

7  But,  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake, 
My  comfort  thou  wilt  give  me  back ; 
And  lead  me  on  from  grace  to  grace, 
In  all  the  paths  of  righteousness  : 

8  Till  throughly  sav'd  my  new-born  soul, 
And  perfectly  by  faith  made  whole, 
Shall  bright  in  thy  full  image  rise, 

To  share  thy  glory  in  the  skies. 

Eutaw—y.  110.]     HYMN  95.    6  lines  8s. 

O'TIS  enough,  my  God,  my  God  ! 
Here  let  me  give  my  wand'rings  o'er ; 
No  longer  trample  on  thy  blood, 

And  grieve  thy  gentleness  no  more ; 
No  more  thy  ling'ring  anger  move, 
Or  sin  against  thy  light  and  love. 

2  O  Lord,  if  mercy  is  with  thee, 
Now  let  it  all  on  me  be  shown  ! 

On  me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  me, 

Who  humbly  for  thy  mercy  groan ; 
Me  to  thy  Father's  grace  restore : 
Nor  let  me  ever  grieve  thee  more  ! 

3  Fountain  of  unexhausted  love, 
Of  infinite  compassion*  hear : 

My  Saviour,  and  my  Prince  above, 
Once  more  in  my  behalf  appear ; 
Repentance,  faith,  and  pardon  give : 
O  let  me  turn  again  and  live  ! 

Finedon—y.  150.]     HYMN  96.     6  lines  7s. 

JESUS,  I  believe  thee  near, 
Now  my  guilty  soul  restore  : 
.Now  my  guilty  conscience  clear, 
Give  me  back  my  peace  and  power, 


ON  BACKSLIDING.  99 

Stone  to  flesh  again  convert, 
Write  forgiveness  on  my  heart, 

2  I  believe  thy  pard'ning  grace, 
As  at  the  beginning  free  : 

Open  are  thy  arms  to'  embrace, 

Me,  the  worst  of  rebels,  me : 
In  me  all  the  hind'rance  lies  ; 
CalPd,  I  still  refuse  to  rise. 

3  Now  the  gracious  work  begin  j 
Now  for  good  some  token  give  ; 

Give  me  now  to  feel  my  sin ; 

Give  me  now  my  sin  to  leave ; 
Bid  me  look  on  thee  and  mourn; 
Bid  me  to  thy  arms  return  ! 

4  Take  this  heart  of  stone  away : 
Melt  me  into  gracious  tears  ; 

Grant  me  power  to  watch  and  pray, 

Till  thy  lovely  face  appears  : 
Till  thy  favour  I  retrieve, 
Till  by  faith  again  I  live. 

Old  Windsor— -p.  10.]     HYMN  97.     C.  M. 

OWHY  did  I  my  Saviour  leave, 
So  soon  unfaithful  prove  : 
How  could  I  thy  good  Spirit  grieve, 
And  sin  against  thy  love  1 

2  I  forc'd  thee  first  to  disappear, 
I  turn'd  thy  face  aside  ; 

Ah,  Lord  !  if  thou  hadst  still  been  here, 
Thy  servant  had  not  died. 

3  But  O,  how  soon  thy  wrath  is  o'er, 
And  pard'ning  love  takes  place  ! 

Assist  me,  Saviour,  to  adore 
The  riches  of  thy  grace. 


100  ON  BACKSLIDING. 

4  O  could  I  lose  myself  in  thee ; 
Thy  depth  of  mercy  prove ; 

Thou  vast,  unfathomable  sea 
Of  unexhausted  love  1 

5  My  humbled  soul,  when  thou  art  near, 
In  dust  and  ashes  lies  : 

How  shall  a  sinful  worm  appear, 
Or  meet  thy  purer  eyes  1 

6  I  loathe  myself  when  God  I  see, 
And  into  nothing  fall ; 

Content  if  thou  exalted  be, 
And  Christ  be  All  in  Jill. 

Aylesbury— y.  91.]     HYMN  98.     S.  M. 

O  JESUS!  full  of  grace, 
To  thee  I  make  my  moan, 
Let  me  again  behold  thy  face, 
Call  home  thy  banish'd  one. 

2  Again  my  pardon  seal, 
Again  my  soul  restore, 

And  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  bid  me  sin  no  more. 

3  Wilt  thou  not  bid  me  rise? 
Speak,  and  my  soul  shall  live; 

Forgive,  my  gasping  spirit  cries, 
Abundantly  forgive. 

4  For  thine  own  mercy's  sake 
Relieve  my  wretchedness, 

And  O  my  pardon  give  me  back, 
And  give  me  back  my  peace ! 

5  Again  thy  love  reveal, 
Restore  that  inward  heaven : 

O  grant  me  once  again  to  feel, 
Through  faith,  my  sins  forgiven. 


ON  BACKSLIDING.  101 

6  Thy  utmost  mercy  show, 

Say  to  my  drooping  soul, 
In  peace  and  full  assurance  go, 

Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole. 

Plymouth  Dock— p.  109.]  HYMN  99.  6  lines  8s. 

OGOD,  thy  righteousness  we  own: 
Judgment  is  at  thy  house  begun ! 
With  humble  awe  thy  rod  we  hear, 
And  guilty  in  thy  sight  appear : 
We  cannot  in  thy  judgment  stand; 
But  sink  beneath  thy  mighty  hand. 

2  Our  mouth  as  in  the  dust  we  lay, 
And  still  for  mercy,  mercy,  pray: 
Unworthy  to  behold  thy  face; 
Unfaithful  stewards  of  thy  grace ; 
Our  sin  and  wickedness  we  own, 
And  deeply  for  acceptance  groan. 

3  We  have  not,  Lord,  thy  gifts  improv'd, 
But  basely  from  thy  statutes  rov'd; 
And  done  thy  loving  Spirit  despite, 
And  sinn'd  against  the  clearest  light; 
Brought  back  thy  agonizing  pain, 

And  nail'd  thee  to  the  cross  again. 

4  Yet  do  not  drive  us  from  thy  face, 
A  stiff-neck'd  and  hard-hearted  race ; 
But,  O !  in  tender  mercy  break 
The  iron  sinew  in  our  neck : 

The  soft'ning  power  of  love  impart* 
And  melt  the  marble  of  our  heart. 

Clarks— p.  183.]     HYMN  100.     7s,  6s,  &  18. 

FATHER,  if  thou  must  reprove, 
For  all  that  I  have  done, 
Not  in  anger,  but  in  love, 
Chastise  thine  humbled  son  I 
9* 


102  ON  BACKSLIDING. 

Use  the  rod,  and  not  the  sword; 

Correct  with  kind  severity; 
Bring  me  not  to  nothing,  Lord, 

But  bring  me  home  to  thee. 

2  True  and  faithful  as  thou  art, 
To  all  thy  church  and  me, 

Give  a  new,  believing  heart, 
That  knows  and  cleaves  to  thee. 

Freely  our  backslidings  heal; 

And  by  thy  balmy  blood  restor'd, 

Grant  that  every  soul  may  feel, 
Thou  art  our  pard'ning  Lord. 

3  Might  we  now  with  pure  desire, 
Thine  only  love  request: 

Now  with  willing  heart  entire, 

Return  to  Christ  our  rest! 
When  we  our  whole  heart  resign, 

O  Jesus,  to  be  filPd  with  thee, 
Thou  art  ours,  and  we  are  thine, 

Through  all  eternity ! 

Plymouth  Dock—y.  109.]  HYMN  101.  6  lines 

OGOD,  if  thou  art  love  indeed! 
Let  it  once  more  be  prov'd  in  me, 
That  I  thy  mercy's  praise  may  spread, 

For  every  child  of  Adam  free; 
O,  let  me  now  the  gift  embrace; 
O,  let  me  now  be  sav'd  by  grace ! 

2  If  all  long-suffering  thou  hast  shown 
On  me,  that  others  may  believe, 

Now  make  thy  loving  kindness  known, 

Now  the  all-conqu'ring  Spirit  give ; 
Spirit  of  victory  and  power, 
That  I  may  never  grieve  thee  more. 

3  Grant  my  importunate  request: 
It  is  not  my  desire,  but  thine; 


ON  BACKSLIDING.  103 

Since  thou  wouldst  have  the  sinner  blest, 
Now  let  me  in  thine  image  shine; 

Nor  ever  from  thy  footsteps  move, 

But  more  than  conquer  through  thy  love. 

4  Be  it  according  to  thy  will ! 
Set  my  imprison'd  spirit  free; 

(The  counsel  of  thy  grace  fulfil;) 
Into  thy  glorious  liberty, 

My  spirit,  soul,  and  flesh  restore, 

And  I  shall  never  grieve  thee  more. 

Luther's— p.  107.]     HYMN  102.     6  lines  8s. 

YES,  from  this  instant,  now,  I  will 
To  my  offended  Father  cry ; 
My  base  ingratitude  I  feel, 

Vilest  of  all  thy  children,  I ; 
Not  worthy  to  be  calPd  thy  son; 
Yet  will  I  thee,  my  Father,  own. 

2  Guide  of  my  life,  hast  thou  not  been, 
And  rescu'd  me  from  passion's  power; 

Ten  thousand  times  preserv'd  from  sin ; 

Nor  let  the  greedy  grave  devour : 
And  wilt  thou  now  thy  wrath  retain, 
Nor  ever  love  thy  child  again? 

3  Ah!  canst  thou  find  it  in  thy  heart, 
To  give  me  up,  so  long  pursu'd  1 

Ah !  canst  thou  finally  depart, 

And  leave  thy  creature  in  his  blood  ? 
Leave  me, — out  of  thy  presence  cast, 
To  perish  in  my  sins  at  last  1 

4  If  thou  hast  calPd  me  to  return; 
If  weeping  at  thy  feet  I  fall, 

The  prodigal  thou  wilt  not  spurn, 

But  pity  and  forgive  me  all; 
In  answer  to  my  Friend  above ; 
In  honour  of  his  bleeding  love. 


104  PRAYER  AND 

PRAYER  AND  INTERCESSION. 


Kirfce—p.  59.]     HYMN  103.     L.  M. 

SHEPHERD  of  souls,  with  pitying  eye, 
The  thousands  of  our  Israel  see; 
To  thee  in  their  behalf  we  cry, 
Ourselves  but  newly  found  in  thee. 

2  See  where  o'er  desert  wastes  they  err, 
And  neither  food  nor  feeder  have ; 

Nor  fold,  nor  place  of  refuge  near ; 
For  no  man  cares  their  souls  to  save. 

3  Wild  as  the  untaught  Indian's  brood, 
The  Christian  savages  remain ; 

Strangers,  yea,  enemies  to  God, 

They  make  thee  spill  thy  blood  in  vain. 

4  Thy  people,  Lord,  are  sold  for  nought; 
Nor  know  they  their  Redeemer  nigh : 

They  perish  whom  thyself  hast  bought ; 
Their  souls  for  lack  of  knowledge  die. 

5  The  pit  its  mouth  hath  open'd  wide, 
To  swallow  up  its  careless  prey : 

Why  should  they  die,  when  thou  hast  died; 
Hast  died  to  bear  their  sins  away  1 

6  Why  should  the  foe  thy  purchase  seize  1 
Remember,  Lord,  thy  dying  groans: 

The  meed  of  all  thy  sufferings  these; 
O  claim  them  for  thy  ransom'd  ones. 

7  Extend  to  these  thy  pard'ning  grace  ^ 
To  these  be  thy  salvation  show'd: 

O  add  them  to  thy  chosen  race! 

O  sprinkle  all  their  hearts  with  blood ! 


INTERCESSION.  105 

8  Still  let  the  publicans  draw  near  : 
Open  the  door  of  faith  and  heaven; 

And  grant  their  hearts  thy  word  to  hear, 
And  witness  all  their  sins  forgiven. 

Mfretvnr—v  60<]     HYMN  104.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Advocate  above, 
My  Friend  before  the  throne  of  love  : 
If  now  for  me  prevails  thy  prayer, 
If  now  I  find  thee  pleading  there ; 
If  thou  the  secret  wish  convey, 
And  sweetly  prompt  my  heart  to  pray ; 
Hear,  and  my  weak  petitions  join, 
Almighty  Advocate,  to  thine. 

2  Fain  would  I  know  my  utmost  ill, 
And  groan  my  nature's  weight  to  feel ! 
To  feel  the  clouds  that  round  me  roll, 
The  night  that  hangs  upon  my  soul: 
The  darkness  of  my  carnal  mind, 

My  will  perverse,  my  passions  blind, 
Scatter'd  o'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Immeasurably  far  from  God. 

3  Jesus,  my  heart's  desire  obtain; 
My  earnest  suit  present,  and  gain: 
My  fulness  of  corruption  show, 
The  knowledge  of  myself  bestow; 
A  deeper  displacence  at  sin ; 

A  sharper  sense  of  guilt  within ; 
A  stronger  struggling  to  get  free ; 
A  keener  appetite  for  thee. 

4  O  Sovereign  Love,  to  thee  I  cry ! 
Give  me  thyself,  or  else  I  die ! 

Save  me  from  death;  from  hell  set  free  ! 
Death,  hell,  are  but  the  want  of  thee. 
Quicken'd  by  thy  imparted  flame; 
Sav'd,  when  possess'd  of  thee,  I  am : 


106  PRAYER  AND 

My  life,  my  only  heaven  thou  art ; 
O  might  I  feel  thee  in  my  heart ! 

Watchman— p.  87.]     HYMN  105.     S.  M. 

SPIRIT  of  faith,  come  down, 
Reveal  the  things  of  God ; 
And  make  to  us  the  Godhead  known, 
And  witness  with  the  blood : 
'Tis  thine  the  blood  to'  apply 
And  give  us  eyes  to  see ; 
Who  did  for  every  sinner  die, 
Hath  surely  died  for  me. 

2  No  man  can  truly  say 
That  Jesus  is  the  Lord; 

Unless  thou  take  the  veil  away, 

And  breathe  the  living  word : 

Then,  only  then  we  feel 

Our  int'rest  in  his  blood ; 
And  cry  with  joy  unspeakable, 

"  Thou  art  my  Lord,  my  God !" 

3  O  that  the  world  might  know 
The  all-atoning  Lamb ! 

Spirit  of  faith,  descend  and  show 

The  virtue  of  his  name : 

The  grace  which  all  may  find, 

The  saving  power  impart; 
And  testify  to  all  mankind, 

And  speak  in  every  heart. 

4  Inspire  the  living  faith, 
Which  whosoe'er  receives, 

The  witness  in  himself  he  hath, 

And  consciously  believes : 

The  faith  that  eonquers  all, 

And  doth  the  mountain  move  : 
And  saves  whoe'er  on  Jesus  call, 

And  perfects  them  in  love. 


INTERCESSION.  107 

Amsterdam— p.  176.]     HYMN  106.    7s&6s. 

MAKER,  Saviour  of  mankind, 
Who  hast  on  me  bestow'd 
An  immortal  soul,  design'd 
To  be  the  house  of  God: 
Come,  and  now  reside  in  me, 

Never,  never  to  remove; 
Make  me  just  and  good,  like  thee, 
And  full  of  power  and  love. 

2  Bid  me  in  thine  image  rise, 
A  saint,  a  creature  new ; 

True,  and  merciful,  and  wise, 

And  pure  and  happy  too ; 
This  thy  primitive  design, 

That  I  should  in  thee  be  blest: 
Should  within  thine  arms  divine, 

For  ever,  ever  rest. 

3  Let  thy  will  in  me  be  done ; 
Fulfil  my  heart's  desire, 

Thee  to  know,  and  love  alone, 

And  rise  in  raptures  higher. 
Thee  descending  on  a  cloud, 

Till  with  ravish'd  eyes  I  see ; 
Then  shall  I  be  fill'd  with  God 

To  all  eternity ! 

Euphrates—?.  182.]  HYMN  107.  7s,  6s,  &  1  8 

GOD  of  my  salvation,  hear, 
And  help  me  to  believe, 
Simply  do  I  now  draw  near, 
Thy  blessing  to  receive ; 
Full  of  guilt,  alas !  I  am, 

But  to  thy  wounds  for  refuge  flee : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 


108  PRAYER  AND 

2  Standing  now  as  newly  slain, 
To  thee  I  lift  mine  eye, 

Balm  of  all  my  grief  and  pain, 

Thy  blood  is  always  nigh. 
Now  as  yesterday  the  same 

Thou  art,  and  wilt  for  ever  be : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

3  Nothing  have  I,  Lord  to  pay, 
Nor  can  thy  grace  procure ; 

Empty  send  me  not  away, 
For  I,  thou  know'st,  am  poor ; 

Dust  and  ashes  is  my  name ; 
My  all  is  sin  and  misery : 

Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

4  No  good  word,  or  work,  or  thought, 
Bring  I  to  buy  thy  grace ; 

Pardon  I  accept,  unbought, 

Thy  proffer  I  embrace, 
Coming  as  at  first  I  came, 

To  take,  and  not  bestow  on  thee : 
Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 

Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

5  Saviour,  from  thy  wounded  side 
I  never  will  depart ; 

Here  will  I  my  spirit  hide, 
When  I  am  pure  in  heart: 

Till  my  place  above  I  claim, 
This  only  shall  be  all  my  plea, 

Friend  of  sinners,  spotless  Lamb, 
Thy  blood  was  shed  for  me. 

Jordan.]     HYMN  108.     CM 

GOD  of  all  grace  and  majesty 
Supremely  great  and  good, 


INTERCESSION.  109 

If  I  have  mercy  found  with  thee 

Through  the  atoning  blood; 
The  guard  of  all  thy  mercies  give, 

And  to  my  pardon  join 
A  fear  lest  I  should  ever  grieve. 

Thy  gracious  Spirit  divine. 

2  If  mercy  is  indeed  with  thee. 
May  I  obedient  prove, 

Nor  e'er  abuse  my  liberty, 

Or  sin  against  thy  love : 
This  choicest  fruit  of  faith  bestow 

On  a  poor  sojourner; 
And  let  me  pass  my  days  below, 
t  In  humbleness  and  fear. 

3  Still  may  I  walk  as  in  thy  sight, 
My  strict  observer  see; 

And  thou,  by  reverent  love,  unite 

My  child-like  heart  to  thee : 
Still  let  me,  till  my  days  are  past, 

At  Jesus'  feet  abide  : 
So  shall  he  lift  me  up  at  last, 

And  seat  me  by  his  side. 

Shirland—p.  92.]     HYMN  109.     S.  M. 

MY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
To  thee,  to  thee  I  call: 

1  cannot  live  if  thou  remove, 

For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  where  I  dwell : 

'Tis  paradise  when  thou  art  here, 
If  thou  depart  'tis  hell. 

3  The  smilings  of  thy  face, 
How  amiable  they  are ! 

'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace, 
And  no  where  else  but  there. 
10 


110  PRAYER  AND 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 
The  angels  owe  their  bliss ; 

They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above, 
Can  make  a  heavenly  place, 

If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 
Can  one  delight  afford ; 

No,  not  one  drop  of  real  joy, 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 
Where  all  my  pleasures  roll : 

The  circle  where  my  passions  move, 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

8  To  thee  my  spirits  fly, 
With  infinite  desire : 

And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie  ! 
O  Jesus,  raise  me  higher. 

Hamilton— p.  63.]     HYMN  110.    L.  M. 

I  THIRST,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God, 
To  wash  me  in  thy  cleansing  blood ; 
To  dwell  within  thy  wounds ;  then  pain 
Is  sweet,  and  life  or  death  is  gain. 

2  Take  my  poor  heart,  and  let  it  be 
For  ever  clos'd  to  all  but  thee ! 

Seal  thou  my  breast,  and  let  me  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

3  How  blest  are  they  who  still  abide 
Close  shelter'd  in  thy  bleeding  side  ! 
Who  life  and  strength  from  thence  derive, 
And  by  thee  move,  and  in  thee  live. 


INTERCESSION.  Ill 

4  What  are  our  works  but  sin  and  death, 
Till  thou  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe  ? 
Thou  giv'st  the  power  thy  grace  to  move ; 
O  wond'rous  grace  !  O  boundless  love  ! 

5  How  can  it  be,  thou  heavenly  King, 
That  thou  should'st  us  to  glory  bring; 
Make  slaves  the  partners  of  thy  throne, 
Deck'd  with  a  never-fading  crown? 

6  Hence  our  hearts  melt,  our  eyes  o'erflow, 
Our  words  are  lost,  nor  will  we  know — 
Nor  will  we  think  of  aught  beside, 

"  My  Lord,  my  love  is  crucify'd." 

7  Ah  !  Lord,  enlarge  our  scanty  thought, 
To  know  the  wonders  thou  hast  wrought; 
Unloose  our  stamm'ring  tongues  to  tell 
Thy  love  immense,  unsearchable ! 

8  First-born,  of  many  brethren  thou, 
To  thee,  lo,  all  our  souls  we  bow : 

To  thee  our  hearts  and  hands  we  give; 
Thine  may  we  die,  thine  may  we  live. 

Arundel— p.  12.]     HYMN  111.     CM. 

JESUS,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord, 
Thy  blessing  we  implore ; 
Open  the  door  to  preach  thy  word, 
The  great,  effectual  door. 

2  Gather  the  outcasts  in,  and  save 
From  sin  and  Satan's  power ; 

And  let  them  now  acceptance  have, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

3  Lover  of  souls  !  thou  know'st  to  prize 
What  thou  hast  bought  so  dear: 

Come,  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes, 
With  all  thy  wounds  appear ! 


112  PRAYER  AND 

4  Appear,  as  when  of  old  confest, 
The  suffering  Son  of  God ; 

And  let  them  see  thee  in  thy  vest, 
But  newly  dipt  in  blood. 

5  The  hardness  from  their  hearts  remove. 
Thou  who  for  all  hast  died : 

Show  them  the  tokens  of  thy  love, 
Thy  feet,  thy  hands,  thy  side. 

6  Thy  feet  were  naiPd  to  yonder  tree 
To  trample  down  their  sin ; 

Thy  hands  stretch'd  out  they  all  may  see, 
To  take  thy  murderers  in. 

7  Thy  side  an  open  fountain  is, 
Where  all  may  freely  go, 

And  drink  the  living  streams  of  bliss, 
And  wash  them  white  as  snow. 

8  Ready  thou  art  the  blood  to',  apply, 
And  prove  the  record  true: 

And  all  thy  wounds  to  sinners  cry, 
"  I  suffer'd  this  for  you !" 

Bethel— p.  14.]    HYMN  112.     CM. 

COME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  God  in  persons  three, 
Bring  back  the  heavenly  blessing  lost 
By  all  mankind  and  me. 

2  Thy  favour  and  thy  nature  too, 
To  me,  to  all  restore ; 

Forgive,  and  after  God  renew, 
And  keep  me  evermore. 

3  Eternal  Sun  of  righteousness, 
Display  thy  beams  divine, 

And  cause  the  glories  of  thy  face 
Upon  my  heart  to  shine. 


INTERCESSION.  113 

4  Light,  in  thy  light,  O  may  x  see, 
"Thy  grace  and  mercy  prove  ! 

Reviv'd,  and  cheer'd,  and  bless'd  by  thee, 
The  God  of  pard'ning  love. 

5  Lift  up  thy  countenance  serene, 
And  let  thy  happy  child 

Behold,  without  a  cloud  between, 
The  Godhead  reconciPd. 

6  That  all-comprising  peace  bestow 
On  me,  through  grace  forgiv'n ; 

The  joys  of  holiness  below, 
And  then  the  joys  of  heaven  ! 

Josiah—v.  177.]     HYMN  113.     7s  &  6s. 

O  ALMIGHTY  God  of  Love, 
Thy  holy  arm  display ; 
Send  me  succour  from  above, 

In  this  my  evil  day  : 
Arm  my  weakness  with  thy  power, 

Woman's  Seed,  appear  within  ! 
Be  my  safeguard  and  my  tower, 
Against  the  face  of  sin. 

2  Could  I  of  thy  strength  take  hold, 
And  always  feel  thee  near, 

Confident,  divinely  bold, 

My  soul  would  scorn  to  fear : 
Nothing  should  my  firmness  shock ; 

Though  the  gates  of  hell  assail, 
Were  I  built  upon  the  rock, 

They  never  could  prevail. 

3  Rock  of  my  salvation,  haste, 
Extend  thy  ample  shade, 

Let  it  over  me  be  cast, 

And  screen  my  naked  head ; 
Save  me  in  the  trying  hour ; 

Thou  my  sure  protection  be ; 
10* 


114  PRAYER  AND 

Shelter  me  from  Satan's  power, 
Till  I  am  fix'd  on  thee. 

4  Set  upon  thyself  my  feet, 

And  make  me  surely  stand; 
From  temptation's  rage  and  heat 

Cover  me  with  thy  hand; 
Let  me  in  the  cleft  be  plac'd ; 

Never  from  my  fence  remove ; 
In  thine  arms  of  love  embrac'd, 

Of  everlasting  love. 

Shirland—v.92.]     HYMN  114.     S.  M. 

LO,  in  thy  hand  I  lay, 
And  wait  thy  will  to  prove ; 
My  Potter,  stamp  on  me,  thy  clay, 
Thine  only  stamp  of  love; 
Be  this  my  whole  desire, 
I  know  that  it  is  thine : 
Then  kindle  in  my  soul  a  fire 
Which  shall  for  ever  shine. 

2  Thy  gracious  readiness 
To  save  mankind  assert; 

Thine  image,  love,  thy  name  impress,. 

Thy  nature  on  my  heart : 

Father  of  mercies,  hear  ! 

Into  my  soul  come  down ; 
Let  it  throughout  my  life  appear, 

That  I  have  Christ  put  on. 

3  O  plant  in  me  thy  mind  ! 
O  fix  in  me  thy  home  ! 

So  shall  I  cry  to  all  mankind, 

Come  to  the  waters,  come  \ 

Jesus  is  full  of  grace, 

To  all  his  bowels  move ; 
Behold  in  me,  ye  fallen  race, 

That  God  is  only  love. 


INTERCESSION.  115 

Parvus— p.  52.]     HYMN  115.    L.  M. 

GREAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest : 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God! 

And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties, 

Thy  son,  thy  servant  bought  with  blood 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 

As  travellers  in  thirsty  lands 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook. 

4  E'en  life  itself,  without  thy  love, 
No  lasting  pleasure  can  afford  ; 

Yea,  'twould  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banish'd  from  thee,  Lord  ! 

5  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise  : 

This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

Mfretvn— p.  60.]    HYMN  lie.    L.  M. 

OTHOU,  to  whose  alUsearching  sight, 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart,  it  pants  for  thee, 
O  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free ! 

2  Wash  out  its  stains,  refine  its  dross, 
Nail  my  affections  to  the  cross ; 
Hallow  each  thought,  let  all  within 
Be  clean,  as  thou,  my  Lord,  art  clean. 

3  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 
Be  thou  my  Kght,  be  thou  my  way ; 
No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 


116  PRAYER  AND 

4  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  wo, 
Jesus,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head,  and  cheer  my  heart. 

5  Saviour,  where'er  thy  steps  I  see, 
Dauntless,  untir'd,  I  follow  thee ; 

O  let  thy  hand  support  me  still, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill ! 

6  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 
Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

Bourton— p.  191.]     HYMN  117.     10s  &  lis. 

COME,  Lord,  from  above,  the  mountains  re- 
move, 
O'erturn  all  that  hinders  the  course  of  thy  love ; 
My  bosom  inspire,  enkindle  the  fire, 
And  wrap  my  whole  soul  in  the  flames  of  desire 

2  I  languish  and  pine  for  the  comfort  divine, 
O  when  shall  I  say,  my  Beloved  is  mine  ? 
I've  chose  the  good  part,  my  portion  thou  art : 
O  love,  let  me  find  thee,  O  God,  in  my  heart  I 

3  For  this  my  heart  sighs,  nothing  else  can 

suffice ; 
How,  Lord,  can  I  purchase  the  pearl  of  great 

price  ? 
It  cannot  be  bought ;  thou  know'st  I  have  nought, 
Not  an  action,  a  word,  or  a  truly  good  thought. 

4  But  I  hear  a  voice  say,  without  money  you  may 
Receive  it,  whoever  hath  nothing  to  pay: 
Who  on  Jesus  relies,  without  money  or  price, 
The  pearl  of  forgiveness  and  holiness  buys. 


INTERCESSION.  117 

5  The  blessing  is  free,  so,  Lord,  let  it  be : 

I  yield  that  thy  love  should  be  given  to  me  ; 
I  freely  receive  what  thou  freely  dost  give, 
And  consent  to  thy  love,  in  thine  Eden  to  live. 

6  The  gift  I  embrace,  the  Giver  I  praise, 
And  ascribe  my  salvation  to  Jesus's  grace ; 
It  came  from  above,  the  foretaste  I  prove, 
And  I  soon  shall  receive  all  thy  fulness  of  love. 

Ebor— p.  31.]     HYMN  118.     C.  M. 

BEING  of  beings,  God  of  love, 
To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise ; 
Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  pant  to  be, 
Our  sacrifice  receive ; 

Made,  and  preserv'd,  and  sav'd  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

3  Heavenward  our  every  wish  aspires, 
For  all  thy  mercy's  store ; 

The  sole  return  thy  love  requires, 
Is  that  we  ask  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  ask,  we  open  then 
Our  hearts  to'  embrace  thy  will; 

Turn,  and  beget  us,  Lord  again ; 
With  all  thy  fulness  fill. 

5  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  the  Saviour's  love 
Shed  in  our  hearts  abroad ; 

So  shall  we  ever  live  and  move, 
And  be  with  Christ  in  God. 

St.  Thomas—?.  93.]     HYMN  119.    S.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  attend 
Thy  feeble  creature's  cry ; 
And  show  thyself  the  sinner's  friend, 
And  set  me  up  on  high. 


118  PRAYER  AND 

From  hell's  oppressive  power 
My  struggling  soul  release  ; 
And  to  thy  Father's  grace  restore  ; 
And  to  thy  perfect  peace. 

2  Thy  blood  and  righteousness 
I  make  my  only  plea ; 

My  present  and  eternal  peace 

Are  both  deriv'd  from  thee. 

Rivers  of  life  divine 

From  thee,  their  fountain,  flow ; 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine, 

The  joy  .of  angels  know. 

3  Come,  then,  impute,  impart, 
To  me  thy  righteousness  ; 

And  let  me  taste  how  good  thou  art, 
How  full  of  truth  and  grace  : 
That  thou  canst  here  forgive 
Grant  me  to  testify  : 

And  justify'd  by  faith  to  live, 
And  in  that  faith  to  die. 

Irish— p.  11.]     HYMN  120.     C.  M. 

OSUN  of  Righteousness,  arise 
With  healing  in  thy  wing ; 
To  my  diseas'd,  my  fainting  soul, 
Life  and  salvation  bring. 

2  These  clouds  of  pride  and  sin  dispel, 
By  thy  all-piercing  beam  ; 

Lighten  mine  eyes  with  faith,  my  heart 
With  holy  hope  inflame. 

3  My  mind,  by  thy  all-quick'ning  power, 
From  low  desires  set  free  ; 

Unite  my  scatter'd  thoughts,  and  fix 
My  love  entire  on  thee. 

4  Father,  thy  long-lost  son  receive  ; 
Saviour,  thy  purchase  own ; 


INTERCESSION.  119 

Blest  Comforter,  with  peace  and  joy, 
Thy  new-made  creature  crown. 

5  Eternal,  undivided  Lord, 

Co-equal  One  in  Three, 
On  thee  all  faith,  all  hope  be  plac'd, 

All  love  be  paid  to  thee. 

Cookham—y.  147.]    HYMN  121.    4  lines  7s. 

SON  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant, 
Still  supply  our  every  want ! 
Tree  of  Life,  thy  influence  shed, 
With  thy  sap  my  spirit  feed. 

2  Tend'rest  branch,  alas  !  am  I, 
Wither  without  thee  and  die ; 
Weak  as  helpless  infancy ; 

O  confirm  my  soul  in  thee  ! 

3  Unsustain'd  by  thee  I  fall; 
Send  the  help  for  which  I  call : 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  every  moment  need. 

4  All  my  hopes  on  thee  depend ; 
Love  me,  save  me  to  the  end ; 
Give  me  the  continuing  grace, 
Take  the  everlasting  praise. 

Redeeming  Love — p.  145.]  HYMN  122.  4lines7s. 

LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
O  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend ; 
In  compassion  now  descend ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace, 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 


120  PRAYER  AND 

3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

4  Send  some  message  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford ; 

Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 
Full  salvation  to  each  heart. 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return; 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up  ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 

6  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find, 
Thee  a  gracious  God,  and  kind  ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

Eaton— p.  50.]     HYMN  123.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Great  builder  of  thy  church  below  ; 
If  now  thy  Spirit  move  my  breast, 
Hear,  and  fulfil  thine  own  request. 

2  The  few  that  truly  call  thee  Lord, 
And  wait  thy  sanctifying  word  ; 
And  thee  their  utmost  Saviour  own, 
Unite  and  perfect  them  in  one. 

3  O  let  them  all  thy  mind  express, 
Stand  forth  thy  chosen  witnesses  : 
Thy  power  unto  salvation  show, 
And  perfect  holiness  below. 

4  In  them  let  all  mankind  behold, 
How  Christians  liv'd  in  days  of  old ; 
Mighty  their  envious  foes  to  move, 
A  proverb  of  reproach — and  love 


INTERCESSION.  121 

5  Call  them  into  thy  wond'rous  light, 
Worthy  to  walk  with  thee  in  white  !    m 
Make  up  thy  jewels,  Lord,  and  show         • 
Thy  glorious,  spotless  church  below. 

6  From  every  sinful  wrinkle  free, 
Redeem'd  from  all  iniquity, 

The  fellowship  of  saints  make  known, 
And  O,  my  God,  may  I  be  one  ! 

7  O  might  my  lot  be  cast  with  these ; 
The  least  of  Jesus'  witnesses ; 

0  that  my  Lord  would  count  me  meet 
To  wash  his  dear  disciples'  feet ! 

8  This  only  thing  do  I  require  : 
Thou  know'st  'tis  all  my  heart's  desire, 
Freely  what  I  receive  to  give, 

The  servant  of  thy  church  to  live, 

9  After  my  lowly  Lord  to  go, 
And  wait  upon  thy  saints  below ; 
Enjoy  the  grace  to  angels  given, 
And  serve  the  royal  heirs  of  heaven. 

10  Lord,  if  I  now  thy  drawings  feel, 
And  ask  according  to  thy  will, 
Confirm  the  prayer,  the  seal  impart, 
And  speak  the  answer  to  my  heart. 

11  Tell  me,  or  thou  shalt  never  go, 

"  Thy  prayer  is  heard  ;  it  shall  be  so  :" 
The  word  hath  pass'd  thy  lips,  and  I 
Shall  with  thy  people  live  and  die. 

Mourner— -p.  55.]     HYMN  124.     L.  M. 

MY  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou, 
To  thee,  lo,  now  my  soul  I  bow; 

1  feel  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, 
I  find  thee,  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

11 


122  PRAYER  AND 

2  Be  thou  my  strength,  be  thou  my  way, 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day : 
In  all  my  acts  may  wisdom  guide, 

And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  side. 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me  ; 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be  : 
And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart, 
Then  clasp  me,  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour, 
Save  me  from  sin  and  Satan's  power ; 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 
And  reign,  my  Saviour,  reign  alone. 

5  My  suffring  time  shall  soon  be  o'er 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  weep  no  more ; 
My  ransom'd  soul  shall  soar  away, 
To  sing  thy  praise  in  endless  day 

Devizes— p.  19.]     HYMN  125.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  the  all-restoring  Word, 
My  fallen  spirit's  hope, 
After  thy  lovely  likeness,  Lord, 
Ah,  when  shall  I  wake  up  ! 

2  Thou,  O  my  God,  thou  only  art 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way ; 

Quicken  my  soul,  instruct  my  heart, 
My  sinking  footsteps  stay. 

3  Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  be!ow, 
In  heaven  above  to  give, 

Give  me  thy  only  love  to  know, 
In  thee  to  walk  and  live. 

4  Fill  me  with  all  the  life  of  love ; 
In  mystic  union  join 

Me  to  thyself,  and  let  me  prove 
The  fellowship  divine. 


INTERCESSION.  123 

5  Open  the  intercourse  between 

My  longing  soul  and  thee, 
Never  to  be  broke  off  again 

To  all  eternity. 

Mourner— p.  55.]     HYMN  126.     L.  M. 

WHEN,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be, 
That  I  shall  find  my  all  in  thee  1 
The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 
The  seal  of  thine  eternal  love  1 

2  A  poor  blind  child  I  wander  here, 
If  haply  I  may  feel  thee  near : 

0  dark  !  dark  !  dark  !  I  still  must  say 
Amidst  the  blaze  of  Gospel  day. 

3  Thee,  only  thee,  I  fain  would  find, 
And  cast  the  world  and  flesh  behind ; 
Thou,  only  thou,  to  me  be  given, 

Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  When  from  the  arm  of  flesh  set  free, 
Jesus,  my  soul  shall  fly  to  thee  : 
Jesus,  when  I  have  lost  my  all, 

1  shall  upon  thy  bosom  fall. 

Luton— p.  52.]     HYMN  127.     L.  M. 

WHOM  man  forsakes  thou  wilt  not  leave, 
Ready  the  outcasts  to  receive  : 
Though  all  my  simpleness  I  own, 
And  all  my  faults  to  thee  are  known. 

2  Ah  !  wherefore  did  I  ever  doubt  1 
Thou  wilt  in  nowise  cast  me  out, 

A  helpless  soul  that  comes  to  thee, 
With  only  sin  and  misery. 

3  Lord,  I  am  sick,  my  sickness  cure  : 
I  want,  do  thou  enrich  the  poor ; 
Under  thy  mighty  hand  I  stoop ; 

O  lift  the  abject  sinner  up  ! 


124  PRAYER  AND 

4  Lord,  I  am  blind,  be  thou  my  sight : 
Lord,  I  am  weak,  be  thou  my  might : 
A  helper  of  the  helpless  be, 
And  let  me  find  my  all  in  thee  ! 

Abridge— p.  42.]     HYMN  128.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  Redeemer  of  mankind, 
Display  thy  saving  power  : 
Thy  mercy  let  these  outcasts  find, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

2  Ah  !  give  them,  Lord,  a  longer  space, 
Nor  suddenly  consume : 

But  let  them  take  the  proffer'd  grace, 
And  flee  the  wrath  to  come. 

3  O  wouldst  thou  cast  a  pitying  look, 
All  goodness  as  thou  art, 

Like  that  which  faithless  Peter's  broke 
On  each  obdurate  heart ! 

4  Who  thee  beneath  their  feet  have  trod, 
And  crucified  afresh, 

Touch  with  thine  all-victorious  blood, 
And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 

5  Open  their  eyes  thy  cross  to  see, 
Their  ears  to  hear  thy  cries  : 

Sinner,  thy  Saviour  weeps  for  thee, 
For  thee  he  weeps  and  dies. 

6  All  the  day  long  he  meekly  stands, 
His  rebels  to  receive, 

And  shows  his  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands, 
And  bids  you  turn  and  live. 

7  Turn,  and  your  sins  of  deepest  die 
He  will  with  blood  efface  : 

E'en  now  he  waits  the  blood  to'  apply ; 
Be  sav'd,  be  sav'd  by  grace ! 


INTERCESSION.  125 

8  Be  sav'd  from  hell,  from  sin,  and  fear ; 

He  speaks  you  now  forgiven ; 
Walk  with  your  God,  be  perfect  here, 

And  then  come  up  to  heaven. 

Mear— p.  1.]  HYMN  129.     C.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  : 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below. 
Fond  of  these  earthly  toys ; 

Our  souls  how  heavily  they  go, 
To  reach  eternal  joys  ! 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 
In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 

Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

4  Father,  and  shall  we  ever  live, 
At  this  poor  dying  rate  1 

Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee. 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  1 

5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers ; 

Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

Mount  Pleasant— p.  4.]     HYMN  130.  C.  M. 

ALL  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 
And  never-ceasing  praise ; 
While  angels  live  to  know  thy  name, 

Or  men  to  feel  thy  grace  ! 
%  With  this  cold,  stony  heart  of  mine, 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  flee ; 
And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign. 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 
11* 


126  PRAYER  AND 

3  Give  me  to  hide  my  blushing  face, 
While  thy  dear  cross  appears  ; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

4  0  may  the  uncorrupted  seed, 
Abide  and  reign  within : 

And  thy  life-giving  word  forbid 
My  new-born  soul  to  sin. 

5  Father,  I  wait  before  thy  throne  ; 
Call  me  a  child  of  thine  : 

Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
To  form  my  heart  divine. 

6  There  shed  thy  promis'd  love  abroad, 
And  make  my  comfort  strong ; 

Then  shall  I  say,  «  My  Father  God  !" 
With  an  unwav'ring  tongue 

Abridge— p.  42.]     HYMN  131.     CM. 

FATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee, 
No  other  help  I  know ; 
If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me, 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  go  1 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure, 
Before  I  drew  my  breath  ! 

What  pain,  what  labour  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death  ! 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 
I  now  should  feel  thy  power ; 

Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve, 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 

4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  lift 
My  weary,  longing  eyes  : 

O  let  me  now  receive  that  gift, 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 


INTERCESSION.  127 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die  ; 
O  speak,  and  I  shall  live ; 

And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 
Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 

6  The  worst  of  sinners  would  rejoice, 
Could  they  but  see  thy  face  : 

O  let  me  hear  thy  quick'ning  voice, 
And  taste  thy  pard'ning  grace  ! 

Kentucky—?.  90.]     HYMN  132.     S.  M. 

OMAY  thy  powerful  word 
Inspire  a  feeble  worm, 
To  rush  into  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 
And  take  it  as  by  storm. 

2  O  may  we  all  improve 

The  grace  already  given, 
To  seize  the  crown  of  perfect  love, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  heaven  ! 

Eutaw— p.  110.]     HYMN  133.     6  lines  8s. 

OWOND'ROUS  power  of  faithful  prayer  ! 
What  tongue  can  tell  the'  almighty  grace  1 
God's  hands  or  bound  or  open  are, 

As  Moses  or  Elijah  prays  ; 
Let  Moses  in  the  Spirit  groan, 
And  God  cries  out,  "  Let  me  alone  ! 

2  "  Let  me  alone,  that  all  my  wrath, 
May  rise  the  wicked  to  consume  ; 

While  justice  hears  thy  praying  faith, 

It  cannot  seal  the  sinner's  doom  : 
My  Son  is  in  my  servant's  prayer, 
And  Jesus  forces  me  to  spare." 

3  O  blessed  word  of  Gospel  grace, 
Which  now  we  for  our  Israel  plead  I 


128 


PRAYER  AND 


A  faithless  and  backsliding  race, 

Whom  thou  hast  out  of  Egypt  freed: 
O  do  not  thou  in  wrath  chastise, 
Nor  let  thy  whole  displeasure  rise  ! 

4  Father,  we  ask  in  Jesus'  name  ; 
In  Jesus'  power  and  spirit  pray ; 

Divert  thy  vengeful  thunder's  aim  ! 

O  turn  thy  threat'ning  wrath  away  ! 
Our  guilt  and  punishment  remove, 
And  magnify  thy  pard'ning  love. 

5  Father,  regard  thy  pleading  Son, 
Accept  his  all-availing  prayer  ; 

And  send  a  peaceful  answer  down, 

In  honour  of  our  spokesman  there  ! 
Whose  blood  proclaims  our  sins  forgiven, 
And  speaks  thy  rebels  up  to  heaven. 

Mfreton—^.  60.]     HYMN  134.     L.  M. 

OGOD,  most  merciful  and  true, 
Thy  nature  to  my  soul  impart, 
'Stablish  with  me  the  covenant  new,     • 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

2  To  real  holiness  restor'd, 

0  let  me  gain  my  Saviour's  mind, 
And  in  the  knowledge  of  my  Lord, 

Fulness  of  life  eternal  find  1 

3  Remember,  Lord,  my  sins  no  more, 
That  them  I  may  no  more  forget ; 

But,  sunk  in  guiltless  shame,  adore 
With  speechless  wonder  at  thy  feet. 

4  O'erwhelm'd  with  thy  stupendous  grace, 

1  shall  not  in  thy  presence  move, 
But  breathe  unutterable  praise, 

And  rapturous  awe,  and  silent  love. 


INTERCESSION.  129 

# 

5  Then  every  murmuring  thought,  and  vain, 
Expires,  in  sweet  confusion  lost : 

1  cannot  of  my  cross  complain, 

I  cannot  of  my  goodness  boast. 

6  Pardon'd  for  all  that  I  have  done, 
My  mouth  as  in  the  dust  I  hide ; 

And  glory  give  to  God  alone, 
My  God  for  ever  pacified  ! 

Finedon—y.  150.]     HYMN  135.     6  lines  7s. 

WHY  not  now,  my  God,  my  God  : 
Ready  if  thou  always  art, 
Make  in  me  thy  mean  abode, 

Take  possession  of  my  heart : 
If  thou  canst  so  greatly  bow, 
Friend  of  sinners,  why  not  now  1 

2  God  of  love,  in  this  thy  day, 
For  thyself  to  thee  I  cry ; 

Dying,  if  thou  still  delay, 

Must  I  not  for  ever  die  1 
Enter  now  thy  poorest  home  ; 
Now,  my  utmost  Saviour,  come  ! 

Devizes— p.  19.]     HYMN  136.     C.  M. 

FOUNTAIN  of  life,  to  all  below 
Let  thy  salvation  roll ; 
Water,  replenish,  and  o'erflow, 
Every  believing  soul. 

2  Into  that  happy  number,  Lord, 
Us  weary  sinners  take  ; 

Jesus,  fulfil  thy  gracious  word, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 

3  Turn  back  our  nature's  rapid  tide, 
And  we  shall  flow  to  thee, 


130  PRAYER  AND 

While  down  the  stream  of  time  we  glide 
To  our  eternity. 

4  The  well  of  life  to  us  thou  art, 
Of  joy  the  swelling  flood  ; 

Wafted  by  thee,  with  willing  heart, 
We  swift  return  to  God. 

5  We  soon  shall  reach  the  boundless  sea, 
Into  thy  fulness  fall : 

Be  lost  and  swallow'd  up  in  thee, 
Our  God,  our  All  in  All. 

Bramcoat—y.  62.]     HYMN  137.     L.  M. 

OTHOU,  whom  all  thy  saints  adore, 
We  now  with  all  thy  saints  agree, 
And  bow  our  inmost  souls  before, 
Thy  glorious,  awful  Majesty. 

2  The  King  of  nations  we  proclaim ; 

Who  would  not  our  great  Sovereign  fear  1 
We  long  to'  experience  all  thy  name, 
And  now  we  come  to  meet  thee  here. 

3  We  come,  great  God,  to  seek  thy  face, 
And  for  thy  loving  kindness  wait ; 

And  O,  how  dreadful  is  this  place  ! 

'Tis  God's  own  house,  'tis  heaven's  gate  ! 

4  Tremble  our  hearts  to  find  thee  nigh, 
To  thee  our  trembling  hearts  aspire  : 

And  lo  !  we  see  descend  from  high 
The  pillar  and  the  flame  of  fire. 

5  Still  let  it  on  the'  assembly  stay, 
And  all  the  house  with  glory  fill : 

To  Canaan's  bounds  point  out  the  way, 
And  lead  us  to  thy  holy  hill. 

6  There  let  us  all  with  Jesus  stand, 
And  join  the  general  church  above; 


INTERCESSION.  131 

And  take  our  seats  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

7  Come,  Lord,  our  souls  are  on  the  wing, 
Now  on  thy  great  white  throne  appear, 

And  let  mine  eyes  behold  my  King, 
And  let  me  see  my  Saviour  there. 

New  Sabbath—?.  78.]     HYMN  138.     L.  M. 

SAY,  which  of  you  would  see  the  Lord  *? 
You  all  may  now  obtain  the  grace  : 
Behold  him  in  the  written  word, 
Where  John  unveils  the  Saviour's  face  ! 

2  Clear  as  the  trumpet's  voice  he  speaks, 
To  every  soul  that  turns  his  ear ; 

Amid  the  golden  candlesticks 

He  walks  :  and  lo,  he  now  is  here  ! 

3  Present  to  all  believing  souls  ; 
They  see  him  with  an  eagle  eye ; 

Down  to  his  feet  a  garment  rolls, 
Stain'd  with  a  glorious  crimson  die. 

4  A  golden  girdle  binds  his  breast, 
Whence  streams  of  consolation  flow, 

Milk  for  his  new-born  babes,  who  rest, 
In  him,  nor  other  comfort  know. 

5  His  form  is  as  the  Son  of  Man, 
His  eyes  are  as  a  flame  of  fire, 

They  dart  a  sin-consuming  pain, 
And  life,  and  joy  divine  inspire. 

6  His  spotless  purity  of  soul, 
We  by  a  lovely  emblem  know, 

His  head  and  hair  are  white  as  wool, 
White  are  they  as  the  driven  snow. 

7  Glitter  his  feet  like  burnish'd  brass, 
That  long  hath  in  the  furnace  shone, 


132  PRAYER  AND 

Brighter  than  lightning  is  his  face, 
Brighter  than  the  meridian  sun. 

8  As  many  waters  sounds  his  word ; 
Seven  stars  he  holds  in  his  right  hand, 

Out  of  his  mouth  a  two-edg'd  sword 
Goes  forth;  before  it  who  can  stand  ? 

9  Lord,  at  thy  feet  we  fall  as  dead, 
Lay  thy  right  hand  upon  our  soul ; 

Scatter  our  fears,  thy  Spirit  shed, 
And  all  our  unbelief  control. 

10  Tell  us,  "  I  am  the  First  and  Last, 
Who  liv'd  and  died  for  all,  am  I  ! 

And  lo,  my  bitter  death  is  past, 
And  lo,  I  live  no  more  to  die. 

11  "  I  have  the  keys  of  death  and  hell ;" — 
Amen  !  thy  record  we  receive, 

And  wait  till  thou  our  spirits  seal, 
And  all  in  all  for  ever  live. 

Chesterfield— y.  196.]     HYMN  139.     P.  M. 

IN  boundless  mercy,  gracious  Lord,  appear, 
Darkness  dispel,  the  humble  mourner  cheer; 
Vain  thoughts  remove,  melt  down   this   flinty 

heart ; 
Cause  every  soul  to  choose  the  better  part. 

2  Thy  presence  fills  the  universal  space ; 
Thy  grace  appears  to  all  the  fallen  race  ; 
O  visit  us  with  light  and  life  divine, 

Fill  every  soul,  for  every  soul  is  thine. 

3  The  blessed  Jesus  is  my  Lord,  my  love  ; 
He  is  my  King,  from  him  I  would  not  move ; 
Away  then,  all  ye  objects  that  divert, 

Nor  seek  to  draw  from  my  dear  Lord  my  heart. 


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4  That  uncreated  beauty  which  hath  gain'd 
My  ravish' d  heart,  hath  all  your  glory  stain'd ; 
His  loveliness  my  soul  hath  prepossess'd, 
And  left  no  room  for  any  other  guest. 

Devizes— p.  19.]     HYMN  140.     C.  M. 

LORD,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee  ; 
In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 
My  rising  and  my  rest, 

My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
The  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 
Before  they're  form'd  within, 

And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wond'rous  knowledge  !  deep  and  high  ! 
Where  can  a  creature  hide  1 

Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 
And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 

To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secur'd  by  sovereign  love. 

Nazareth— p.  82.]     HYMN  141.     L.  M. 

OTHOU,  who  earnest  from  above, 
The  pure  celestial  fire  to'  impart, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love, 

On  the  mean  altar  of  my  heart. 
2  There  let  it  for  thy  glory  burn, 
With  inextinguishable  blaze, 
12 


• 


134  PRATER  AND 

And  trembling  to  its  source  return, 
In  humble  love,  and  fervent  praise. 

3  Jesus,  confirm  my  heart's  desire, 

To  work,  and  speak,  and  think  for  thee ; 
Still  let  me  guard  the  holy  fire, 
And  still  stir  up  thy  gift  in  me. 

4  Ready  for  all  thy  perfect  will, 
My  acts  of  faith  and  love  repeat ; 

Till  death  thy  endless  mercies  seal, 
And  make  the  sacrifice  complete. 

Broadmead— p.  115.]    HYMN  142.    Q  lines  i 

LET  God,  who  comforts  the  distrest, 
Let  Israel's  Consolation  hear  ; 
Hear,  Holy  Ghost,  our  joint  request, 
And  show  thyself  the  Comforter ; 
And  swell  the'  unutterable  groan, 
And  breathe  our  wishes  to  the  throne. 

2  We  weep  for  those  that  weep  below, 
And  burden'd  for  the  afflicted,  sigh ; 

The  various  forms  of  human  wo, 

Excite  our  softest  sympathy  : 
Fill  every  heart  with  mournful  care, 
%.nd  draw  out  all  our  soul  in  prayer. 

3  We  wrestle  for  the  ruin'd  race, 
By  sin  eternally  undone, 

Unless  thou  magnify  thy  grace, 

And  make  thy  richest  mercy  known ; 
And  make  thy  vanquish'd  rebels  find, 
Pardon  in  Christ  for  all  mankind. 

4  Father  of  everlasting  love, 
To  every  soul  thy  Son  reveal, 

Our  guilt  and  sufferings  to  remove, 
Our  deep,  original  wound  to  heal : 
And  bid  the  fallen  race  arise, 
And  turn  our  earth  to  paradise. 


INTERCESSION.  135 

Pickering— p.  26.]     HYMN  143.     C.  M. 

FATHER,  behold  with  gracious  eyes, 
The  souls  before  thy  throne, 
Who  now  present  their  sacrifice, 

And  seek  thee  in  thy  Son. 
Well  pleas'd  in  him  thyself  declare, 

Thy  pard'ning  love  reveal, 
The  peaceful  answer  of  our  prayer, 
To  every  conscience  seal. 

2  Meanest  of  all  thy  servants,  I 
Those  happier  spirits  meet, 

And  mix  with  theirs  my  feeble  cry, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet. 
On  me,  on  all  some  gift  bestow, 

Some  blessing  now  impart, 
The  seed  of  life  eternal  sow 

In  every  mournful  heart. 

3  Thy  loving,  powerful  Spirit  shed, 
And  speak  our  sins  forgiven, 

Or  haste  throughout  the  lump  to  spread, 

The  sanctifying  leaven. 
Refresh  us  with  a  ceaseless  shower 

Of  graces  from  above, 
Till  all  receive  the  perfect  power 

Of  everlasting  love. 

Pickering— -p.  26.]     HYMN  144.     C.  M. 

JEHOVAH,  God  the  Father,  bless, 
And  thy  own  work  defend  ! 
With  mercy's  outstretch'd  arms  embrace, 

And  keep  us  to  the  end. 
2  Preserve  the  creatures  of  thy  love ; 

By  providential  care 
Conducted  to  the  realms  above, 
To  sing  thy  goodness  there. 


136  PRAYER  AND 

3  Jehovah,  God  the  Son,  reveal 
The  brightness  of  thy  face  ; 

And  all  thy  pardon'd  people  fill 
With  plenitude  cf  grace. 

4  Shine  forth  with  all  the  Deity, 
Which  dwells  in  thee  alone ; 

And  lifts  us  up  thy  face  to  see, 
On  thy  eternal  throne. 

5  Jehovah,  God  the  Spirit,  shine, 
Father  and  Son  to  show  : 

With  bliss  ineffable,  divine, 
Our  ravish'd  hearts  o'erflow. 

6  Sure  earnest  of  that  happiness, 
Which  human  hope  transcends, 

Be  thou  our  everlasting  peace, 
When  grace  in  glory  ends. 

Broadmead—j).  U&.]    HYMN  145.    6  lines  8s. 

JESUS,  thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
The  same  through  one  eternal  day, 
Attend  thy  feeblest  follower's  call, 
And  O  instruct  us  how  to  pray  I 
Pour  out  the  supplicating  grace, 
And  stir  us  up  to  seek  thy  face. 

2  We  cannot  think  a  gracious  thought, 
We  cannot  feel  a  good  desire, 

Till  thou  who  call'dst  a  world  from  nought, 

The  power  into  our  hearts  inspire  ; 
And  then  we  in  the  spirit  groan, 
And  then  we  give  thee  back  thine  own. 

3  Jesus,  regard  the  joint  complaint, 
Of  all  thy  tempted  followers  here, 

And  now  supply  the  common  want, 
And  send  us  down  the  Comforter, 
The  spirit  of  ceaseless  prayer  impart, 
And  fix  thy  Agent  in  our  heart. 


INTERCESSION.  137 

4  To  help  our  soul's  infirmity, 

To  heal  thy  sin-sick  people's  care, 
To  urge  our  God-commanding  plea, 

And  make  our  heart  a  house  of  prayer : 
The  promised  Intercessor  give, 
And  let  us  now  thyself  receive. 

5  Come  in  thy  pleading  Spirit  down, 
To  us  who  for  thy  coming  stay ; 

Of  all  thy  gifts  we  ask  but  one, 

We  ask  the  constant  power  to  pray: 
Indulge  us,  Lord,  in  this  request, 
Thou  canst  not  then  deny  the  rest. 

Kmgswood—vA85.}  HYMN  146.  7s,  6s/&18. 

JESUS,  thou  hast  bid  us  pray, 
Pray  always,  and  not  faint ; 
With  the  word  a  power  convey, 

To  utter  our  complaint ; 
Quiet  shalt  thou  never  know, 

Till  we  from  sin  are  fully  freed : 
O  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 
And  bruise  the  serpent's  head ! 

2  We  have  now  begun  to  cry, 
And  we  will  never  end, 

Till  we  find  salvation  nigh, 

And  grasp  the  sinner's  Friend  : 
Day  and  night  we'll  speak  our  wo, 

With  thee  importunately  plead  ; 
O  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 

And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

3  Speak  the  word,  and  we  shall  be 
From  all  our  bands  releas'd; 

Only  thou  canst  set  us  free, 

By  Satan  long  opprest : 
Now  thy  power  almighty  show, 

Arise  the  woman's  conqu'ring  Seed : 


138  PRAYER  AND 

O  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 
And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

4  To  destroy  his  work  of  sin, 
Thyself  in  us  reveal ; 

Manifest  thyself  within 

Our  flesh,  and  fully  dwell 
With  us,  in  us,  here  below : 

Enter,  and  make  us  free  indeed  : 
O  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 

And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

5  Stronger  than  the  strong  man,  thou 
His  fury  canst  control : 

Cast  him  out,  by  ent'ring  now, 
And  keep  our  ransom'd  soul : 

Satan's  kingdom  overthrow, 

On  all  the  powers  of  darkness  tread  : 

O  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 
And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

6  To  the  never  ceasing  cries 
Of  thine  elect  attend  : 

Send  deliverance  from  the  skies, 

Thy  mighty  Spirit  send  : 
Though  to  man  thou  seemest  slow, 

Our  cries  thou  seemest  not  to  heed : 
O  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 

And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

7  Come,  O  come,  all-glorious  Lord ! 
No  longer  now  delay, 

With  thy  Spirit's  two-edg'd  sword 
The  crooked  serpent  slay  ! 

Bare  thine  arm,  and  give  the  blow, 
Root  out,  and  kill  the  hellish  seed : 

O  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 
And  bruise  the  serpent's  head  ! 

8  Jesus,  hear  thy  Spirit's  call, 
Thy  Bride,  who  bids  thee  come : 


INTERCESSION.  139 

Come,  thou  righteous  Judge  of  all, 
Pronounce  the  tempter's  doom : 

Doom  him  to  eternal  wo, 
For  him  and  for  his  angels  made, 

Now  avenge  us  of  our  foe, 
For  ever  bruise  his  head  ! 

Camberwell—v.  105.]     HYMN  147.     S.  M. 

JESUS,  I  fain  would  find 
Thy  zeal  for  God  in  me : 
Thy  yearning  pity  for  mankind. 
Thy  burning  charity. 

2  In  me  thy  Spirit  dwell ! 

In  me  thy  bowels  move  ! 
So  shall  the  fervour  of  my  zeal 

Be  the  pure  flame  of  love. 

Gorham—^.  139.]     HYMN  148.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

SAVIOUR,  on  me  the  want  bestow, 
Which  all  that  feel  shall  surely  know 
Their  sins  on  earth  forgiven ; 
Give  me  to  prove  the  kingdom  mine, 
And  taste,  in  holiness  divine, 
The  happiness  of  heaven. 

2  Meeken  my  soul,  thou  heavenly  Lamb, 
That  I  in  the  new  earth  may  claim 

My  hundred  fold  reward ; 
My  rich  inheritance  possess, 
Co-heir  with  the  great  Prince  of  Peace, 

Co-partner  with  my  Lord. 

3  Me  with  that  restless  thirst  inspire, 
That  sacred,  infinite  desire, 

And  feast  my  hungry  heart ; 
Less  than  thyself  cannot  suffice  ; 
My  soul  for  all  thy  fulness  cries, 

For  all  thou  hast  and  art. 


140  PRAYER  AND 

4  Mercy  who  show  shall  mercy  find ; 
Thy  pitiful  and  tender  mind, 

Be,  Lord,  on  me  bestow'd  ; 
So  shall  I  still  the  blessing  gain, 
And  to  eternal  life  retain 

The  mercy  of  my  God. 

5  Jesus,  the  crowning  grace  impart ! 
Bless  me  with  purity  of  heart, 

That  now  beholding  thee, 

1  soon  may  view  thy  open  face, 
On  all  thy  glorious  beauties  gaze, 

And  God  for  ever  see  ! 

6  Not  for  my  fault,  or  folly's  sake, 
The  name,  or  mode,  or  form  I  take, 

But  for  true  holiness  ; 
Let  me  be  wrong'd,  revil'd,  abhorr'd, 
And  thee,  my  sanctifying  Lord, 

In  life  and  death  confess. 

7  Call'd  to  sustain  the  hallow'd  cross, 
And  suffer  for  thy  righteous  cause, 

Pronounce  me  doubly  blest ; 
And  let  thy  glorious  Spirit,  Lord, 
Assure  me  of  my  great  reward, 

In  heaven's  eternal  feast. 

Shields— p.  43.]     HYMN  149.     C.  M. 

THEE,  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
Thee,  Saviour,  we  adore ; 
Thee  in  affliction's  furnace  praise, 
And  magnify  thy  power. 

2  Thy  power  in  human  weakness  shown, 
Shall  make  us  all  entire ; 

We  now  thy  guardian  presence  own, 
And  walk  unburnt  in  fire. 

3  Thee,  Son  of  Man,  by  faith  we  see, 
And  glory  in  our  guide  ; 


INTERCESSION.  141 

Surrounded  and  upheld  by  thee, 
The  fiery  test  abide. 

4  The  fire  our  graces  shall  refine, 

Till  moulded  from  above, 
We  bear  the  character  divine, 

The  stamp  of  perfect  love. 

Luton— p.  52.]     HYMN  150.     L.  M. 

OLet  the  prisoner's  mournful  cries, 
As  incense  in  thy  sight  appear  ! 
Their  humble  wailings  pierce  the  skies, 
If  haply  they  may  feel  thee  near. 

2  The  captive  exiles  make  their  moans, 
From  sin  impatient  to  be  free : 

Call  home,  call  home  thy  banish'd  ones  ! 
Lead  captive  their  captivity ! 

3  Show  them  the  blood  that  bought  their  peace, 
The  anchor  of  their  steadfast  hope ; 

And  bid  their  guilty  terrors  cease, 
And  bring  the  ransom' d  prisoners  up. 

4  Out  of  the  deep  regard  their  cries, 
The  fallen  raise,  the  mourners  cheer; 

O  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 
And  scatter  all  their  doubt  and  fear  ! 

5  Pity  the  day  of  feeble  things ; 
O  gather  every  halting  soul ! 

And  drop  salvation  from  thy  wings, 
And  make  the  contrite  sinner  whole. 

6  Stand  by  them  in  the  fiery  hour, 
Their  feebleness  of  mind  defend  ; 

And  in  their  weakness  show  thy  power, 
And  make  them  patient  to  the  end. 

7  O  satisfy  their  soul  in  drought ! 
Give  them  thy  saving  health  to  see, 


142  PRAYER  AND 

And  let  thy  mercy  find  them  out ; 
And  let  thy  mercy  reach  to  me. 

8  Hast  thou  the  work  of  grace  begun, 
And  brought  them  to  the  birth  in  vain] 

O  let  thy  children  see  the  sun  ! 
Let  all  their  souls  be  born  again ! 

9  Relieve  the  souls  whose  cross  we  bear 
For  whom  thy  suffering  members  mourn : 

Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer ; 
Bid  every  struggling  child  be  "born! 

Pastoral Hymn—ipAU.]  HYMN  151.  6lines8s. 


o 


UR  earth  we  now  lament  to  see, 
With  floods  of  wickedness  o'erflow'd, 
With  violence,  wrong,  and  cruelty, 

One  wide-extended  field  of  blood, 
Where  men  like  fiends  each  other  tear, 
In  all  the  hellish  rage  of  war. 

2  As  listed  on  Abaddon's  side, 

They  mangle  their  own  flesh,  and  slay : 
Tophet  is  mov'd,  and  opens  wide 

Its  mouth  for  its  enormous  prey ; 
And  myriads  sink  beneath  the  grave, 
And  plunge  into  the  flaming  wave. 

3  O  might  the  universal  Friend, 
This  havoc  of  his  creatures  see  ! 

Bid  our  unnatural  discord  end ; 

Declare  us  reconcil'd  in  thee : 
Write  kindness  on  our  inward  parts, 
And  chase  the  murderer  from  our  hearts  ! 

4  Who  now  against  each  other  rise, 
The  nations  of  the  earth  constrain 

To  follow  after  peace,  and  prize 
The  blessings  of  thy  righteous  reign, 


INTERCESSION.  143 


The  joys  of  unity  to  prove, 
The  paradise  of  perfect  love. 


Portugal— v  53.]     HYMN  152.     L.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  faith,  we  seek  thy  face, 
For  all  who  feel  thy  work  begun : 
Confirm,  and  strengthen  them  in  grace, 
And  bring  thy  feeblest  children  on. 

2  Thou  seest  their  wants,  thou  know'st  their 

names, 
Be  mindful  of  thy  youngest  care ; 
Be  tender  of  the  new-born  lambs, 
And  gently  in  thy  bosom  bear. 

3  The  lion  roaring  for  his  prey, 

With  ravening  wolves  on  every  side, 
Watch  over  them  to  tear  and  slay, 

If  found  one  moment  from  their  Guide. 

4  Satan  his  thousand  arts  essays, 
His  agents  all  their  powers  employ, 

To  blast  the  blooming  work  of  grace, 
The  heavenly  offspring  to  destroy. 

5  Baffle  the  crooked  serpent's  skill, 
And  turn  his  sharpest  darts  aside  : 

Hide  from  their  eyes  the  dev'lish  ill, 
O  save  them  from  the  demon,  pride ! 

6  In  safety  lead  thy  little  flock, 

From  hell,  the  world,  and  sin  secure  : 
And  set  their  feet  upon  the  rock, 
And  make  in  thee  their  goings  sure. 


144 


PRAYER  AND  WATCHFULNESS. 

Devotion— p.  45.]     HYMN  153.     C.  M. 

I  WANT  a  principle  within, 
Of  jealous  godly  fear ; 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 
A  pain  to  feel  it  near; 

1  want  the  first  approach  to  feel, 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire ; 
To  catch  the  wand'ring  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

2  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 
No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 

The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience  give. 

Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
O  God,  my  conscience  make  ! 

Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 

3  If  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 
That  moment,  Lord,  reprove; 

And  let  me  weep  my  life  away, 
For  having  griev'd  thy  love. 

O  may  the  least  omission  pain, 
My  well-instructed  soul ! 

And  drive  me  to  the  blood  again, 
Which  makes  the  wounded  whole. 

Kentucky—?.  90.]     HYMN  154.     S.  M. 

THE  praying  spirit  breathe, 
The  watching  power  impart; 
From  all  entanglements  beneath 
Call  off  my  peaceful  heart; 


PRAYER  AND  WATCHFULNESS.  145 

My  feeble  mind  sustain, 
By  worldly  thoughts  opprest, 
Appear,  and  bid  me  turn  again 
To  my  eternal  rest. 

2  Swift  to  my  rescue  come, 

Thine  own  this  moment  seize, 
Gather  my  wand'ring  spirit  home, 

And  keep  in  perfect  peace: 

Suffer'd  no  more  to  rove 
.    O'er  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Arrest  the  prisoner  of  thy  love, 

And  shut  me  up  in  God. 

Mear—v.!.]     HYMN  155.     CM. 

SHEPHERD  divine,  our  wants  relieve. 
In  this  our  evil  day; 
To  all  thy  tempted  followers  give 
The  power  to  watch  and  pray. 

2  Long  as  our  fiery  trials  last, 
Long  as  the  cross  we  bear, 

O  let  our  souls  on  thee  be  cast 
In  never-ceasing  prayer ! 

3  The  spirit  of  interceding  grace, 
Give  us  in  faith  to  claim ; 

To  wrestle  till  we  see  thy  face, 
And  know  thy  hidden  name. 

4  Till  thou  thy  perfect  love  impart, 
Till  thou  thyself  bestow; 

Be  this  the  cry  of  every  heart, 
I  will  not  let  thee  go. 

5  I  will  not  let  thee  go  unless 
Thou  tell  thy  name  to  me ; 

With  all  thy  great  salvation  bless, 
And  make  me  all  like  thee. 
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146  PRAYER  AND 

6  Then  let  me  on  the  mountain  top 

Behold  thy  open  face ; 
Where  faith  in  sight  is  swallow'd  up, 

And  prayer  in  endless  praise. 

Matthias— p.  103.]     HYMN  156.     S.  M. 

JESUS,  my  strength,  my  hope, 
On  thee  1  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  upi 
And  know  thou  hear*st  my  prayer. 
Give  me  on  thee  to  wait, 
Till  I  can  all  things  do, 
On  thee  almighty  to  create, 
Almighty  to  renew. 

2  I  want  a  sober  mind, 
A  self-renouncing  will, 

That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill. 

A  soul  inur'd  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss : 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 

The  consecrated  cross. 

3  1  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly ; 

A  spirit  still  prepar'd, 

And  arm'd  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

4  1  want  a  heart  to  pray, 
To  pray  and  never  cease, 

Never  to  murmur  at  thy  stay, 
Or  wish  my  sufferings  less, 
This  blessing,  above  all, 
Always  to  pray  I  want, 


WATCHFULNESS.  147 

Out  of  the  deep  on  thee  to  call, 
And  never,  never  faint. 

5  I  want  a  true  regard, 
A  single,  steady  aim, 

Unmov'd  by  threat'ning  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name; 

A  jealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn, 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

6  I  rest  upon  thy  word, 
The  promise  is  for  me ; 

My  succour  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee ; 

But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide, 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

WiUowby—v.  136.]     HYMN  157.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

HELP,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly, 
And  still  my  tempted  soul  stand  by, 
Throughout  the  evil  day ; 
The  sacred  watchfulness  impart, 
And  keep  the  issues  of  my  heart, 
And  stir  me  up  to  pray. 

2  My  soul  with  thy  whole  armour  arm, 
In  each  approach  of  sin  alarm, 

And  show  the  danger  near  : 
Surround,  sustain,  and  strengthen  me, 
And  fill  with  godly  jealousy, 

And  sanctifying  fear. 

3  Whene'er  my  careless  hands  hang  down, 
O  let  me  see  thy  gathering  frown, 

And  feel  thy  warning  eye  ; 


148  PRAYER  AND 

And  starting,  cry  from  ruin's  brink, 
Save,  Jesus,  or  I  yield,  I  sink ! 
O  save  me,  or  I  die ! 

4  If  near  the  pit  I  rashly  stray, 
Before  I  wholly  fall  away, 

The  keen  conviction  dart ! 
Recall  me  by  that  pitying  look, 
That  kind  upbraiding  glance,  which  broke 

Unfaithful  Peter's  heart. 

5  In  me  thine  utmost  mercy  show, 
And  make  me  like  thyself  below, 

Unblamable  in  grace ; 
Ready  prepar'd  and  fitted  here, 
By  perfect  holiness  to'  appear 

Before  thy  glorious  face. 

New  Sabbath— y.  78.]     HYMN  158.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend, 
On  whom  I  cast  my  every  care, 
On  whom  for  all  things  I  depend, 
Inspire,  and  then  accept  my  prayer. 

2  If  I  have  tasted  of  thy  grace, 

The  grace  that  sure  salvation  brings ; 
If  with  me  now  thy  Spirit  stays, 
And  hov'ring,  hides  me  in  his  wings : 

3  Still  let  him  with  my  weakness  stay, 
Nor  for  a  moment's  space  depart ; 

Evil  and  danger  turn  away, 

And  keep  till  he  renews  my  heart. 

4  When  to  the  right  or  left  I  stray, 
His  voice  behind  me  may  I  hear, 

"  Return,  and  walk  in  Christ  thy  way, 
Fly  back  to  Christ,  for  sin  is  near !" 

5  His  sacred  unction  from  above, 
Be  still  my  comforter  and  guide. 


WATCHFULNESS.  149 

Till  all  the  stony  he  remove, 
And  in  my  loving  heart  reside. 

6  Jesus,  I  fain  would  walk  in  thee, 
From  nature's  every  path  retreat : 

Thou  art  my  way,  my  leader  be, 
And  set  upon  the  rock  my  feet. 

7  Uphold  me,  Saviour,  or  I- fall; 

0  reach  me  out  thy  gracious  hand  ! 
Only  on  thee  for  help  I  call ; 

Only  by  faith  in  thee  I  stand. 

Kentucky— -p.  90.]     HYMN  159.     S.  M. 

A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 
A  God  to  glorify  ; 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 
To  serve  the  present  age 
My  calling  to  fulfil : 
O  may  it  all  my  powers  engage, 
To  do  my  Master's  will. 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 
And  O  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare, 

A  strict  account  to  give ! 

Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assur'd  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

1  shall  for  ever  die. 

St.  John's— p.  134.]     HYMN  160.    4  8s  &  2  6s. 

BE  it  my  only  wisdom  here, 
To  serve  the  Lord  with  filial  fear, 
With  loving  gratitude ; 
Superior  sense  may  I  display, 
By  shunning  every  evil  way, 
And  walking  in  the  good. 
13* 


150  PRAYER  AND 

2  O  may  I  still  from  sin  depart ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart, 

Jesus,  to  me  be  given! 
And  let  me  through  thy  Spirit  know, 
To  glorify  my  God  below, 

And  find  my  way  to  heaven. 

Asbury—y.  14.]     HYMN  161.     C.  M. 

HOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 
How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ! 
Each  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  every  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light ; 

We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 
The  partners  of  our  blood, 

How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God ! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 
How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense ! 

Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 
My  soul's  eternal  food ; 

And  grace  command  my  heart  away 
From  all  created  good. 

Stafford— ?.  88.]     HYMN  162.     S.  M. 

GOD  of  almighty  love, 
By  whose  sufficient  grace, 
I  lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face : 
Through  Jesus  Christ  the  just, 
My  faint  desires  receive, 


WATCHFULNESS.  151 

And  let  me  in  thy  goodness  trust, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  Whate'er  I  say  or  do, 
Thy  glory  be  my  aim 

My  offerings  all  be  offer'd  through 

The  ever-blessed  name. 

Jesus,  my  single  eye, 

Be  fix'd  on  thee  alone : 
Thy  name  be  prais'd  on  earth,  on  high, 

Thy  will  by  all  be  done  ! 

3  Spirit  of  faith,  inspire 
My  consecrated  heart; 

Fill  me  with  pure  celestial  fire, 

With  all  thou  hast  and  art. 

My  feeble  mind  transform, 

And  perfectly  renew'd, 
Into  a  saint  exalt  a  worm  ; 

A  worm  exalt  to  God  ! 

New  Sabbath— v  78.]     HYMN  163.     L.  M. 

PIERCE,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear, 
My  utter  helplessness  reveal ; 
Satan  and  sin  are  always  near ; 
Thee  may  I  always  nearer  feel. 

2  O  that  to  thee  my  constant  mind 
Might  with  an  even  flame  aspire ! 

Pride  in  its  earliest  motions  find, 
And  mark  the  risings  of  desire. 

3  O  that  my  tender  soul  might  fly 
The  first  abhorr'd  approach  of  ill : 

Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 
The  slightest  touch  of  sin  to  feel. 

4  Till  thou  anew  my  soul  create, 

Still  may  I  strive,  and  watch,  and  pray; 
Humbly  and  confidently  wait, 
And  long  to  see  the  perfect  day. 


152  PRAYER  AND 

Broadmead— p.  115.]    HYMN  164.    6  lines  8s. 

WATCH  NIGHT. 

OFT  have  we  pass'd  the  guilty  night, 
In  revelling  and  frantic  mirth: 
The  creature  was  our  sole  delight, 

Our  happiness  the  things  of  earth, 
But  O,  suffice  the  season  past! 
We  choose  the  better  part  at  last. 

2  We  will  not  close  our  wakeful  eyes, 
We  will  not  let  our  eyelids  sleep; 

But  humbly  lift  them  to  the  skies, 

And  all  a  solemn  vigil  keep; 
So  many  nights  on  sin  bestow'd, 
Can  we  not  watch  one  hour  for  God  1 

3  We  can,  O  Jesus,  for  thy  sake, 
Devote  our  every  hour  to  thee ; 

Speak  but  the  word,  our  souls  shall  wake, 

And  sing  with  cheerful  melody. 
Thy  praise  shall  our  glad  tongues  employ, 
And  every  heart  shall  dance  for  joy. 

4  Bless'd  object  of  our  faith  and  love, 
We  listen  for  thy  welcome  voice  ; 

Our  persons  and  our  works  approve, 
And  bid  us  in  thy  strength  rejoice  ; 
Now  let  us  hear  the  mighty  cry, 
And  shout  to  find  the  Bridegroom  nigh. 

5  Shout  in  the  midst  of  us,  O  King 
Of  saints,  and  let  our  joys  abound; 

Let  us  rejoice,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 
And  triumph  in  redemption  found : 
We  ask  in  faith  for  every  soul ; 
O  let  our  glorious  joy  be  full! 

6  O  may  we  all  triumphant  rise, 
With  joy  upon  our  heads  return, 


WATCHFULNESS.  153 

And  far  above  these  nether  skies, 

By  thee  on  eagle's  wings  upborne  ; 
Through  all  yon  radiant  circles  move, 
And  gain  the  highest  heaven  of  love. 

Winter—?.  16.]     HYMN  165.     C.  M. 

THY  presence,  Lord,  the  place  shall  fill, 
My  heart  shall  be  thy  throne; 
Thy  holy,  just,  and  perfect  will, 
Shall  in  my  flesh  be  done. 

2  I  thank  thee  for  the  present  grace, 
And  now  in  hope  rejoice; 

In  confidence  to  see  thy  face, 
And  always  hear  thy  voice. 

3  I  have  the  things  I  ask  of  thee 
What  shall  I  more  require  1 

That  still  my  soul  may  restless  be, 
And  only  thee  desire. 

4  Thy  only  will  be  done,  not  mine, 
But  make  me,  Lord,  thy  home, 

Come  when  thou  wilt,  I  that  resign, 
But  O,  my  Jesus,  come  ! 

Watchman—?.  87.]     HYMN  166.     S.  M. 

GRACIOUS  Redeemer,  shake 
This  slumber  from  my  soul ! 
Say  to  me  now,  "Awake,  awake, 
And  Christ  shall  make  thee  whole." 

2  Lay  to  thy  mighty  hand, 
Alarm  me  in  this  hour : 

And  make  me  fully  understand 
The  thunder  of  thy  power ! 

3  Give  me  on  thee  to  call, 
Always  to  watch  and  pray, 


154  PRAYER  AND 

Lest  I  into  temptation  fall, 
And  cast  my  shield  away. 

4  For  each  assault  prepar'd, 
And  ready  may  I  be, 

For  ever  standing  on  my  guard, 
And  looking  up  to  thee. 

5  O  do  thou  always  warn, 
My  soul  of  evil  near ! 

When  to  the  right  or  left  I  turn, 
Thy  voice  still  let  me  hear : 

6  "  Come  back !  this  is  the  way! 
Come  back!  and  walk  therein!" 

O  may  I  hearken  and  obey, 
And  shun  the  paths  of  sin  ! 

Matthias— p.  103.]     HYMN  167.     S.  M. 

THOU  seest  my  feebleness, 
Jesus,  be  thou  my  power, 
My  help  and  refuge  in  distress, 
My  fortress  and  my  tower. 

2  Give  me  to  trust  in  thee ; 
Be  thou  my  sure  abode: 

My  horn,  and  rock,  and  buckler  be, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

3  Myself  I  cannot  save, 
Myself  I  cannot  keep; 

But  strength  in  thee  1  surely  have, 
Whose  eyelids  never  sleep. 

4  My  soul  to  thee  alone, 
Now  therefore  I  commend: 

Thou,  Jesus,  love  me  as  thine  own, 
And  love  me  to  the  end ! 


WATCHFULNESS.  155 

St.  Thomas— p.  93.]     HYMN  168.    S.  M. 

BID  me  oi  men  beware, 
And  to  my  ways  take  heed; 
Discern  their  every  secret  snare, 
And  circumspectly  tread. 

2  O  may  I  calmly  wait 
Thy  succours  from  above ! 

And  stand  against  their  open  hate, 
And  well-dissembled  love. 

3  My  Spirit,  Lord,  alarm, 
When  men  and  devils  join : 

'Gainst  all  the  powers  of  Satan  arm, 
In  panoply  divine. 

4  O  may  I  set  my  face, 
His  onsets  to  repel ! 

Quench  all  his  fiery  darts,  and  chase 
The  fiend  to  his  own  hell 

5  But  above  all,  afraid 
•Of  my  own  bosom  foe, 

Still  let  me  seek  to  thee  for  aid, 
To  thee  my  weakness  show. 

6  Hang  on  thy  arm  alone, 
With  self-distrusting  care, 

And  deeply  in  the  spirit  groan, 
The  never-ceasing  prayer. 

Falcon-street—?.  94.]     HYMN  169.     S.  M. 

GIVE  me  a  sober  mind, 
A  quick  discerning  eye, 
The  first  approach  of  sin  to  find, 

And  all  occasions  fly. 
2  Still  may  I  cleave  to  thee, 

And  never  more  depart, 
But  watch  with  godly  jealousy 
Over  my  evil  heart. 


156  PRAYER  AND 

3  Thus  may  I  pass  my  days 
Of  sojourning  beneath,         % 

And  languish  to  conclude  my  race, 
And  render  up  my  breath, 

4  In  humble  love  and  fear, 
Thine  image  to  regain, 

And  see  thee  in  the  clouds  appear, 
And  rise  with  thee  to  reign ! 

Portugal— p.  53.]     HYMN  170.     L.  M. 

OTHOU  who  all  things  canst  control, 
Chase  this  dread  slumber  from  my  soul; 
With  joy  and  fear,  with  love  and  awe, 
Give  me  to  keep  thy  perfect  law. 

2  O  may  one  beam  of  thy  blest  light, 
Pierce  through,  dispel  the  shade  of  night; 
Touch  my  cold  breast  with  heavenly  fire, 
With  holy,  conqu'ring  zeal  inspire. 

3  For  zeal  I  sigh,  for  zeal  I  pant, 
Yet  heavy  is  my  soul  and  faint; 
With  steps  unwav'ring,  undismay'd, 
Give  me  in  all  thy  paths  to  tread. 

4  With  outstretch'd  hands,  and  streaming  eyes, 
Oft  I  begin  to  grasp  the  prize ; 

I  groan,  I  strive,  I  watch,  I  pray; 
But  ah !  how  soon  it  dies  away ! 

5  The  deadly  slumber  soon  I  feel 
Afresh  upon  my  spirit  steal ; 

Rise,  Lord ;  stir  up  thy  quick'ning  power, 
And  wake  me  that  I  sleep  no  more. 

6  Single  of  heart  O  may  I  be! 
Nothing  may  I  desire  but  thee: 
Far,  far  from  me  the  world  remove, 
And  all  that  holds  me  from  thy  love ! 


WATCHFULNESS.  157 

Euphrates—?.  182.]    HYMN  171.  7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

COME,  ye  followers  of  the  Lord, 
In  Jesus'  service  join: 
Jesus  gives  the  sacred  word. 

The  ordinance  divine: 
Let  us  his  command  obey, 

And  ask  and  have  whate'er  we  want; 
Pray  we,  every  moment  pray, 

And  never,  never  faint. 
2  Place  no  longer  let  us  give 

To  the  old  tempter's  will : 
Never  more  our  duty  leave, 

While  Satan  cries,  "  Be  still:" 
Stand  we  in  the  ancient  way, 

And  here  with  God  ourselves  acquaint; 
Pray  we,  every  moment  pray, 

And  never,  never  faint. 
Be  it  weariness  and  pain 

To  slothful  flesh  and  blood; 
Yet  we  will  the  cross  sustain, 

And  bless  the  welcome  load: 
All  our  griefs  to  God  display, 

And  humbly  pour  out  our  complaint; 
Pray  we,  every  moment  pray, 

And  never,  never  faint. 

4  Let  us  patiently  endure, 
And  still  our  wants  declare ; 

All  the  promises  are  sure 

To  persevering  prayer: 
Till  we  see  the  perfect  day, 

And  each  wakes  up  a  spotless  saint, 
Pray  we,  every  moment  pray, 

And  never,  never  faint. 

5  Pray  we  on  when  all  renew'd, 
And  perfected  in  love, 

14 


158  PRAYER  AND 

Till  we  see  our  Saviour  God, 

Descending  from  above ; 
All  his  heavenly  charms  survey, 

Beyond  what  angel  minds  can  paint, 
Pray  we,  every  moment  pray, 

And  never,  never  faint. 

Josiah—y.  177.]     HYMN  172.     7s  &  6s. 

TO  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
The  everlasting  hills ; 
Streaming  thence  in  fresh  supplies, 

My  soul  the  Spirit  feels: 
Will  he  not  his  help  afford? 

Help,  while  yet  I  ask,  is  given: 
God  comes  down:  the  God  and  Lord 
That  made  both  earth  and  heaven. 

2  Faithful  soul,  pray  always;  pray, 
And  still  in  God  confide ; 

He  thy  feeble  steps  shall  stay, 

Nor  suffer  thee  to  slide ; 
Lean  on  thy  Redeemer's  breast ; 

He  thy  quiet  spirit  keeps; 
Rest  in  him,  securely  rest; 

Thy  watchman  never  sleeps. 

3  Neither  sin,  nor  earth,  nor  hell, 
Thy  keeper  can  surprise; 

Careless  slumbers  cannot  steal 

On  his  all-seeing  eyes  ; 
He  is  Israel's  sure  defence; 

Israel  all  his  care  shall  prove ; 
Kept  by  watchful  Providence, 

And  ever-waking  Love. 

4  See  the  Lord,  thy  Keeper,  stand, 
Omnipoteni!y  near: 

Lo  !  he  holds  thee  by  thy  hand, 
And  banishes  thy  fear ; 


WATCHFULNESS.  159 

Shadows  with  his  wings  thy  head ; 

Guards  from  all  impending  harms ; 
Round  thee  and  beneath  are  spread 

The  everlasting  arms. 
5  Christ  shall  bless  thy  going  out, 

Shall  bless  thy  coming  in ; 
Kindly  compass  thee  about, 

Till  thou  art  sav'd  from  sin ; 
Like  thy  spotless  Master,  thou, 

FilPd  with  wisdom,  love,  and  power; 
Holy,  pure,  and  perfect  now, 

Henceforth  and  evermore. 

Josiah—y.  177.]     HYMN  173.     7s  &  6s. 

HEARKEN  to  the  solemn  voice, 
The  awful  midnight  cry ! 
Waiting  souls,  rejoice,  rejoice, 

And  see  the  Bridegroom  nigh ! 
Lo,  he  comes  to  keep  his  word, 

Light  and  joy  his  looks  impart; 
Go  ye  forth  to  meet  your  Lord, 
And  meet  him  in  your  heart. 

2  Ye  who  faint  beneath  the  load 
Of  sin,  your  heads  lift  up ; 

See  your  great  redeeming  God; 

He  comes,  and  bids  you  hope ! 
In  the  midnight  of  your  grief, 

Jesus  doth  his  mourners  cheer: 
Lo,  he  brings  you  sure  relief; 

Believe,  and  feel  him  here ! 

3  Ye  whose  loins  are  girt,  stand  forth, 
Whose  lamps  are  burning  bright ; 

Worthy  in  your  Saviour's  worth, 

To  walk  with  him  in  white ; 
Jesus  bids  your  hearts  be  clean ; 

Bids  you  all  his  promise  prove ; 


160  PRAYER  AND 

Jesus  comes  to  cast  out  sin, 
And  perfect  you  in  love. 

4  Wait  we  all  in  patient  hope, 

Till  Christ,  the  Judge,  shall  come ; 
We  shall  soon  be  all  caught  up, 

To  meet  the  general  doom : 
In  an  hour  to  us  unknown, 

As  a  thief  in  deepest  night, 
Christ  shall  suddenly  come  down, 

With  all  his  saints  in  light. 

5  Happy  he  whom  Christ  shall  find 
Watching  to  see  him  come ; 

Him  the  Judge  of  all  mankind, 

Shall  bear  triumphant  home : 
Who  can  answer  to  his  word  1 

Which  of  you  dares  meet  his  day  1 
"  Rise,  and  come  to  judgment !" — Lord, 

We  rise  and  come  away. 

Nazareth— -p.  82.]     HYMN  174.    L.  M. 

PRAYER  is  appointed  to  convey 
The  blessings  God  designs  to  give: 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray; 
They  learn  to  pray  when  first  they  live. 

2  If  pain  afflict,  or  wrongs  oppress, 
If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay ; 

If  guilt  deject;  if  sin  distress  ; 

In  every  case,  still  watch  and  pray. 

3  'Tis  prayer  supports  the  soul  that's  weak: 
Though  thought  be  broken,  language  lame, 

Pray  if  thou  canst,  or  canst  not  speak : 
But  pray  with  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Depend  on  Him  ;  thou  canst  not  fail ; 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  known; 

Fear  not;  his  merits  must  prevail: 
Ask  but  in  faith,  it  shall  be  done. 


WATCHFULNESS.  161 

Liverpool—?.  12.]     HYMN  175.     C.  M. 

THOU,  Lord,  hast  blest  my  going  out, 
O  bless  my  coming  in ! 
Compass  my  weakness  round  about, 
And  keep  me  safe  from  sin. 

2  Still  hide  me  in  thy  secret  place, 
Thy  tabernacle  spread ; 

Shelter  me  with  preserving  grace, 
And  screen  my  naked  head. 

3  To  Thee  for  refuge  may  I  run, 
From  sin's  alluring  snare : 

Ready  its  first  approach  to  shun, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 

4  O  that  I  never,  never  more 
Might  from  thy  ways  depart ! 

Here  let  me  give  my  wand'rings  o'er, 
By  giving  thee  my  heart. 

5  Fix  my  new  heart  on  things  above, 
And  then  from  earth  release; 

I  ask  not  life,  but  let  me  love, 
And  lay  me  down  in  peace.    _ 


JUSTIFICATION  BY  FAITH. 


Portugal-?  53.]     HYMN  176.    L.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  faith,  eternal  Word, 
Whose  Spirit  breathes  the  active  flame, 
Faith,  like  its  finisher  and  Lord, 
To-day  as  yesterday  the  same. 

2  To  thee  our  humble  hearts  aspire, 
And  ask  the  gift  unspeakable ; 
14* 


162  JUSTIFICATION 

Increase  in  us  the  kindled  fire, 
In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfil. 

3  By  faith  we  know  thee  strong  to  save, 
(Save  us,  a  present  Saviour  thou!) 

Whate'er  we  hope,  by  faith  we  have ; 
Future  and  past  subsisting  now. 

4  To  him  that  in  thy  name  believes* 
Eternal  life  with  thee  is  given, 

Into  himself  he  all  receives, 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

5  The  things  unknown  to  feeble  sense* 
Unseen  by  reason's  glimm'ring  ray, 

With  strong  commanding  evidence* 
Their  heavenly  origin  display, 

6  Faith  lends  its  realizing  light, 

The  clouds  disperse,  the  shadows  fly* 
The  Invisible  appears  in  sight, 
And  God  is  seen  by  mortal  eye. 

Thacher—y.  90.]     HYMN  177.     S.  M. 

FIRST  PART. 

HOW  can  a  sinner  know 
His  sins  on  earth  forgiven  1 
How  can  my  gracious  Saviour  show 
My  name  inscribed  in  heaven  1 

2  What  we  have  felt  and  seen 
With  confidence  we  tell ; 

And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men* 
The  signs  infallible. 

3  We  who  in  Christ  believe 
That  he  for  us  hath  died, 

We  all  his  unknown  peace  receive, 
And  feel  his  blood  apply'd. 


BY  FAITH.  163 

4  Exults  our  rising  soul, 
Disburthen'd  of  her  load, 

And  swells  unutterably  full 
Of  glory  and  of  God. 

5  His  love  surpassing  far 
The  love  of  all  beneath, 

We  find  within  our  hearts,  and  dare 
The  pointless  darts  of  death. 

6  Stronger  than  death  or  hell 
The  sacred  power  we  prove ; 

And  conqu'rors  of  the  world,  we  dwell 
In  heaven,  who  dwell  in  love. 

SECOND   PART* 

WE  by  his  Spirit  prove, 
And  know  the  things  of  God, 
The  things  which  freely  of  his  love 
He  hath  on  us  bestow'd. 

2  His  Spirit  to  us  he  gave, 
And  dwells  in  us  we  know; 

The  witness  in  ourselves  we  have, 
And  all  its  fruits  we  show. 

3  The  meek  and  lowly  heart 
That  in  our  Saviour  was* 

To  us  his  Spirit  does  impart,. 
And  signs  us  with  his  cross. 

4  Our  nature^  turn'd,  our  mind 
Transform'd  in  all  its  powers ; 

And  both  the  witnesses  are  join'd, 
The  Spirit  of  God  with  ours. 

5  Whate'er  our  pard'ning  Lord 
Commands,  we  gladly  do ; 

And  guided  by  his  sacred  word 
We  all  his  steps  pursue. 


164  JUSTIFICATION 

6  His  glory  our  design, 

We  live  our  God  to  please; 
And  rise  with  filial  fear  divine, 

To  perfect  holiness. 

Kennebeck—y.  138.]    HYMN  178.    4  8s  &  2  6s. 

THOU  great  mysterious  God  unknown, 
Whose  love  hath  gently  led  me  on, 
Even  from  my  infant  days ; 
Mine  inmost  soul  expose  to  view, 
And  tell  me  if  I  ever  knew 
Thy  justifying  grace. 

2  If  I  have  only  known  thy  fear, 
And  follow'd,  with  a  heart  sincere, 

Thy  drawings  from  above ; 
Now,  now  the  farther  grace  bestow 
And  let  my  sprinkled  conscience  know, 

Thy  sweet  forgiving  love. 

3  Short  of  thy  love  I  would  not  stop, 
A  stranger  to  the  Gospel  hope, 

The  sense  of  sin  forgiven : 
I  would  not,  Lord,  my  soul  deceive, 
Without  the  inward  witness  live, 

That  antepast  of  heaven. 

4  If  now  the  witness  were  in  me, 
Would  he  not  testify  of  thee, 

In  Jesus  reconcil'd  ? 
And  should  I  not  with  faith  draw  nigh, 
And  boldly,  Abba,  Father,  cry, 

And  know  myself  thy  child  ? 

5  Whate'er  obstructs  thy  pard'ning  love, 
Or  sin,  or  righteousness  remove, 

Thy  glory  to  display ; 
My  heart  of  unbelief  convince, 
And  now  absolve  me  from  my  sins, 

And  take  them  all  away. 


BY  FAITH.  165 

6  Father,  in  me  reveal  thy  Son, 
And  to  my  inmost  soul  make  known 

How  merciful  thou  art : 
The  secret  of  thy  love  reveal, 
And  by  thy  hallowing  Spirit  dwell 

For  ever  in  my  heart ! 

Lenox— p.  127.]     HYMN  179.     4  6s  &  2  8s. 

ARISE,  my  soul,  arise, 
Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 
The  bleeding  Sacrifice 
In  my  behalf  appears ; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands, 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above, 
For  me  to  intercede ; 

His  all-redeeming  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead; 
His  blood  aton'd  for  all  our  race, 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  grace. 

3  Five  bleeding  wounds  he  bears, 
Receiv'd  on  Calvary; 

They  pour  effectual  prayers, 
They  strongly  speak  for  me ; 
Forgive  him,  O  forgive,  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransom'd  sinner  die ! 

4  The  Father  hears  him  pray, 
His  dear  anointed  One: 

He  cannot  turn  away 
The  presence  of  his  Son : 
His  Spirit  answers  to  the  blood, 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconcil'd, 

His  pard'ning  voice  I  hear: 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
I  can  no  longer  fear; 


166  JUSTIFICATION 

With  confidence  I  now  draw  nigh, 
And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

Devizes— p.  19.]     HYMN  180.     C.  M. 

GREAT  God  !  to  me  the  sight  afford, 
To  him  of  old  allow'd ; 
And  let  my  faith  behold  its  Lord, 
Descending  in  a  cloud ! 

2  In  that  revealing  Spirit  come  down, 
Thine  attributes  proclaim, 

And  to  my  inmost  soul  make  known 
The  glories  of  thy  name. 

3  Jehovah,  Christ,  I  thee  adore, 
Who  gav'st  my  soul  to  be ! 

Fountain  of  being,  and  of  power, 
And  great  in  majesty. 

4  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God  thou  art, 
But  let  me  rather  prove, 

That  name  inspoken  to  my  heart, 
That  favourite  name  of  Love. 

5  Merciful  God,  thyself  proclaim 
In  this  polluted  breast; 

Mercy  is  thy  distinguish'd  name, 
And  suits  the  sinner  best. 

6  Our  misery  doth  for  pity  call, 
Our  sin  implores  thy  grace ; 

And  thou  art  merciful  to  all 
Our  lost,  apostate  race. 

Pickering—  p.  26.]     HYMN  181.     CM. 

I  ASK  the  gift  of  righteousness, 
The  sin-subduing  power; 
Power  to  believe,  and  go  in  peace, 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 


BY  FAITH.  167 

2  I  ask  the  blood-bought  pardon  seaPd, 
The  liberty  from  sin ; 

The  grace  infus'd,  the  love  reveaTd, 
The  kingdom  fixt  within. 

3  Thou  hear'st  me  for  salvation  pray; 
Thou  seest  my  heart's  desire; 

Made  ready  in  thy  powerful  day, 
Thy  fulness  I  require. 

4  My  vehement  soul  cries  out,  opprest, 
Impatient  to  be  freed ! 

Nor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  I  rest, 
Till  I  am  sav'd  indeed. 

5  Art  thou  not  able  to  convert  ? 
Art  thou  not  willing  too? 

To  change  this  old  rebellious  heart, 
To  conquer  and  renew  1 

6  Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  I  dare  believe, 
So  arm  me  with  thy  power, 

That  I  to  sin  may  never  cleave, 
May  never  feel  it  more. 

Liberty—?.  108.]     HYMN  182.     6  lines  8s. 

EXPAND  thy  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
And  brooding  o'er  my  nature's  night, 
Call  forth  the  ray  of  heavenly  Love, 

Let  there  in  my  dark  soul  be  light; 
And  fill  the'  illustrated  abyss 
With  glorious  beams  of  endless  bliss. 

2  "  Let  there  be  light,"  again  command, 
And  light  there  in  our  hearts  shall  be ; 

We  then  through  faith  shall  understand 
Thy  great  mysterious  Majesty; 

And  by  the  shining  of  thy  grace, 
Behold  in  Christ  thy  glorious  face. 


168  JUSTIFICATION 

3  Father  of  everlasting  grace, 

Be  mindful  of  thy  changeless  word; 
We  worship  toward  that  holy  place, 

In  which  thou  dost  thy  name  record; 
Dost  make  thy  gracious  nature  known, 
That  living  temple  of  thy  Son. 

4  Thou  dost  with  sweet  complacence  see 
The  temple  fill'd  with  light  divine ; 

And  art  thou  not  well  pleas'd  with  me, 

Who,  turning  to  that  heavenly  shrine, 
Through  Jesus  to  thy  throne  apply, 
Through  Jesus  for  acceptance  cry  1 

5  With  all  who  for  redemption  groan, 
Father,  in  Jesus'  name  we  pray ! 

And  still  we  cry  and  wrestle  on 

Till  mercy  take  our  sins  away : 
Hear  from  thy  dwelling  place  in  heaven, 
And  now  pronounce  our  sins  forgiven. 

Willowby— p.  136.]     HYMN  183.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

OTHOU  who  hast  our  sorrows  borne, 
Help  us  to  look  on  thee  and  mourn, 
On  thee  whom  we  have  slain ; 
Have  pierc'd  a  thousand,  thousand  times, 
And  by  reiterated  crimes 
Renew'd  thy  sacred  pain. 

2  Vouchsafe  us  eyes  of  faith  to  see 
The  man  transfixed  on  Calvary  ! 

To  know  thee  who  thou  art; 
The  One  Eternal  God  and  True ; 
And  let  the  sight  affect,  subdue, 

And  break  my  stubborn  heart. 

3  Lover  of  souls,  to  rescue  mine, 
Reveal  the  charity  divine, 

That  suffer'd  in  my  stead  ! 


BY  FAITH.  169 

That  made  thy  soul  a  sacrifice, 
And  quench'd  in  death  those  flaming  eyes, 
And  bow'd  that  sacred  head. 

4  The  veil  of  unbelief  remove, 
And  by  thy  manifested  love, 

And  by  thy  sprinkled  blood, 
Destroy  the  love  of  sin  in  me, 
And  get  thyself  the  victory, 

And  bring  me  back  to  God. 

5  Now  let  thy  dying  love  constrain 
My  soul  to  love  its  God  again, 

Its  God  to  glorify ! 
And,  lo  !  I  come  thy  cross  to  share, 
Echo  thy  sacrificial  prayer, 

And  with  my  Saviour  die  ! 

Broadmead— p.  115.]     HYMN  134.    6linesS$. 

THOU  God  unsearchable,  unknown, 
Who  still  conceal'st  thyself  from  me ; 
.   Hear  an  apostate  spirit  groan, 

Broke  off,  and  banish'd  far  from  thee ; 
But,  conscious  of  my  fall,  I  mourn, 
And  fain  1  would  to  thee  return. 

2  Send  forth  one  ray  of  heavenly  light, 
Of  Gospel  hope,  of  humble  fear, 

To  guide  me  through  the  gulf  of  night, 

My  poor  desponding  soul  to  cheer, 
Till  thou  my  unbelief  remove, 
And  show  me  all  thy  glorious  love. 

3  A  hidden  God  indeed  thou  art; 
Thy  absence  I  this  moment  feel : 

Yet  must  I  own  it  from  my  heart, 

Conceal'd,  thou  art  a  Saviour  still: 
And  though  thy  face  I  cannot  see, 
I  know  thine  eye  is  fix'd  on  me. 
15 


170  JUSTIFICATION 

4  My  Saviour  thou,  though  not  reveal'd, 
Yet  will  I  thee  my  Saviour  call: 

Adore  thy  hand,  from  sin  withheld ; 
Thy  hand  shall  save  me  from  my  fall : 

Now,  Lord,  throughout  my  darkness  shine, 

And  show  thyself  for  ever  mine. 

New  Sabbath— y.  78.]     HYMN  185.    L.  M. 

JESUS,  whose  glory's  streaming  rays, 
Though  duteous  to  thy  high  command ! 
Not  seraphs  view  with  open  face, 
But  veii'd  before  thy  presence  stand  ! 

2  How  shall  weak  eyes  of  flesh,  weigh'd  down 
With  sin,  and  dim  with  error's  night, 

Dare  to  behold  thy  awful  throne, 
Or  view  thy  unapproached  light  1 

3  Restore  my  sight !  let  thy  free  grace 
An  entrance  to  the  holiest  give  ! 

Open  mine  eyes  of  faith  ! 
So  shall  I  see :  yet  seeing  live. 

4  The  golden  sceptre  from  above 

Reach  forth;  see  my  whole  heart  I  bow: 
Say  to  my  soul,  "  Thou  art  my  love, 
My  chosen  'midst  ten  thousand  thou  I" 

5  O  Jesus,  full  of  grace  !  the  sighs 
Of  a  sick  heart  with  pity  view  ! 

Hark,  how  my  silence  speaks — and  cries, 
"Mercy,  thou  God  of  mercy,  show!" 

6  I  know  thou  canst  not  but  be  good ; 

How  shouldst  thou,  Lord,  thy  grace  restrain, 
Thou,  Lord,  whose  blood  so  freely  flow'd, 
To  save  me  from  all  guilt  and  pain  1 

7  By  faith  I  to  the  fountain  fly, 
Open'd  for  all  mankind  and  me, 


BY  FAITH. 


171 


To  purge  my  sins  of  deepest  dye, 
My  life  and  heart's  impurity : 

8  From  Christ,  the  smitten  Rock,  it  flows, 
The  purple  and  the  crystal  stream; 

Pardon  and  holiness  bestows, 
And  both  I  gain  through  faith  in  him. 


THE  GOODNESS  OF  GOD  IN  REDEMPTION. 


Irene— ?.  200.]     HYMN  186.     2  6s  &  47s. 

SAVIOUR,  the  world's  and  mine, 
Was  ever  grief  like  thine  ? 
Thou  my  pain,  my  curse,  hast  took, 

All  my  sins  were  laid  on  thee : 
Help  me,  Lord,  to  thee  I  look; 
Draw  me,  Saviour,  after  thee. 

2  5Tis  done !  my  Lord  hath  died ; 
My  love  is  crucify'd; 

Break  this  stony  heart  of  mine ; 

Pour,  mine  eyes,  a  ceaseless  flood; 
Feel,  my  soul,  the  pangs  divine; 

Catch,  my  heart,  the  issuing  blood ! 

3  When,  O  my  God,  shall  I 
For  thee  submit  to  die  ? 

How  the  mighty  debt  repay  1 

Rival  of  thy  passion  prove ; 
Lead  me  in  thyself,  the  way, 

Melt  my  hardness  into  love. 

4  To  love  is  all  my  wish, 
I  only  live  for  this : 


172  THE  GOODNESS  OF 

Grant  me,  Lord,  my  heart's  desire, 
There  by  faith,  for  ever  dwell : 

This  I  always  will  require, 
Thee,  and  only  thee  to  feel. 

5  Thy  power  I  pant  to  prove, 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  love; 

Strengthen'd  by  thy  Spirit's  might, 
Wise  to  fathom  things  divine, 

What  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height, 
What  the  depth  of  love  like  thine. 

6  Ah  !  give  me  this  to  know, 
With  all  thy  saints  below; 

Swells  my  soul  to  compass  thee  : 
Gasps  in  thee  to  live  and  move  ; 

Fill'd  with  all  the  Deity, 
All  immers'd  and  lost  in  love ! 

Tunbridge—y.  113.]     HYMN  187.     6  lines 

OLOVE  divine,  what  hast  thou  done ! 
The  immortal  God  hath  died  for  me ! 
The  Father's  co-eternal  Son, 

Bore  all  my  sins  upon  the  tree ! 
The  immortal  God  for  me  hath  died : 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify 'd. 

2  Behold  him,  all  ye  that  pass  by, 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  life  and  peace ! 
Come  see,  ye  worms,  your  Maker  die, 

And  say,  was  ever  grief  like  his  1 
Come,  feel  with  me  his  blood  apply'd : 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify'd. 

3  Is  crucify'd  for  me  and  you, 

To  bring  us  rebels  back  to  God : 
Believe,  believe  the  record  true, 

Ye  are  all  bought  with  Jesus'  blood; 
Pardon  for  all  flows  from  his  side : 
My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify'd. 


GOD  IN  REDEMPTION.  H3 

4  Then  let  us  sit  beneath  his  cross, 
And  gladly  catch  the  healing  stream: 

All  things  for  him  account  but  loss, 
And  give  up  all  our  hearts  to  him; 

Of  nothing  think  or  speak  beside, 

My  Lord,  my  Love,  is  crucify'd. 

Salemr—?.  8.]     HYMN  188.     C.  M. 

BEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree  ! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclin'd 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee ! 

2  Hark,  how  he  groans  !  while  nature  shakes, 
And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ! 

The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend. 

3  'Tis  done !  the  precious  ransom's  paid ! 
"  Receive  my  soul!"  he  cries: 

See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head! 
He  bows  his  head,  and  dies ! 

4  But  soon  he  '11  break  death's  envious  chain, 
And  in  full  glory  shine : 

O  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain, 
Was  ever  love  like  thine ! 

Bursle7nr-y.  56.]     HYMN  189.    L.  M. 

OF  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
I  could  for  ever  think  and  sing; 
Arise,  ye  needy,  he  '11  relieve ; 
Arise,  ye  guilty,  he  '11  forgive. 

%  Ask  but  his  grace,  and  lo,  'tis  given ! 
Ask,  and  he  turns  your  hell  to  heaven: 
Though  sin  and  sorrow  wound  my  soul, 
Jesus,  thy  balm  will  make  it  whole. 


174  THE  GOODNESS  OF 

3  To  shame  our  sins  he  blush'd  in  blood, 
He  clos'd  his  eyes  to  show  us  God; 

Let  all  the  world  fall  down  and  know, 
That  none  but  God  such  love  can  show. 

4  'Tis  thee  I  love,  for  thee  alone, 

I  shed  my  tears  and  make  my  moan  ! 
Where'er  I  am,  where'er  I  move, 
I  meet  the  object  of  my  love. 

5  Insatiate  to  this  spring  I  fly ; 

1  drink,  and  yet  am  ever  dry ; 

Ah !  who  against  thy  charms  is  proof  ? 
Ah !  who  that  loves  can  love  enough  1 

Arlington—?.  1.]     HYMN  190.     C.  M. 

PLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 
We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 
Beheld  our  helpless  grref ; 

He  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love!) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 
With  joyful  haste  he  fled; 

Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  O  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lasting  silence  break  ! 

And  all  harmonious  human  tongues, 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 

5  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys  ; 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 

But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told  ! 


GOD  IN  REDEMPTION.  175 

Shields—?.  43.]     HYMN  191.     C.  M. 

ALAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  1 
And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  11 

%  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 

He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  1 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 

And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

3  Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 
And  shut  his  glories  in ; 

When  Christ  the  mighty  Maker  died, 
For  man  the  creature's  sin  ! 

4  Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 
While  his  dear  cross  appears  ; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 
The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 

Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

Portuguese— p.  190.]    HYMN  192.    10s  &  lis. 

YE  heavens,  rejoice  in  Jesus's  grace, 
Let  earth  make  a  noise,  and  echo  his  praise : 
Our  all-loving  Saviour  hath  pacify'd  God, 
And  paid  for  his  favour  the  price  of  his  blood. 

2  Ye  mountains  and  vales,  in  praises  abound, 
Ye  hills  and  ye  dales,  continue  the  sound ; 
Break  forth  into  singing,  ye  trees  of  the  wood, 
For  Jesus  is  bringing  lost  sinners  to  God. 

3  Atonement  he  made  for  every  one, 

The  debt  he  hath  paid,  the  work  he  hath  done ; 


176  THE  GOODNESS  OP 

Shout,  all  the  creation,  below  and  above, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  Jesus's  love. 

4  His  mercy  hath  brought  salvation  to  all, 
Who  take  it  unbought,  he  frees  them  from  thrall, 
Throughout  the  believer  his  glory  displays, 
And  perfects  for  ever  the  vessels  of  grace. 

Luton— p.  52.]     HYMN  193.     L.  M. 

EXTENDED  on  a  cursed  tree, 
Besmear'd  with  dust,  and  sweat,  and  blood, 
See  there,  the  King  of  glory,  see  ! 
Sinks,  and  expires,  the  Son  of  God  ! 

2  Who,  who,  my  Saviour,  this  hath  done  1 
Who  could  thy  sacred  body  wound  1 

No  guilt  thy  spotless  heart  hath  known, 
No  guile  hath  in  thy  lips  been  found. 

3  I, — I  alone  have  done  the  deed  ! 
'Tis  1  thy  sacred  flesh  have  torn ; 

My  sins  have  caus'd  thee,  Lord,  to  bleed, 
Pointed  the  nail,  and  fix'd  the  thorn. 

4  For  me  the  burden  to  sustain 

Too  great,  on  thee,  my  Lord,  was  laid ; 
To  heal  me,  thou  hast  borne  my  pain; 
To  bless  me,  thou  a  curse  wast  made. 

5  In  the  devouring  lion's  teeth, 
Torn,  and  forsook  of  all,  I  lay ; 

Thou  sprang'st  into  the  jaws  of  death, 
From  death  to  save  the  helpless  prey. 

6  My  Saviour,  how  shall  I  proclaim, 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  I  owe  1 

Let  all  I  have,  and  all  I  am, 
Ceaseless  to  all  thy  glory  show. 

7  Too  much  to  thee  I  cannot  give ; 
Too  much  I  cannot  do  for  thee  : 


GOD  IN  REDEMPTION.  177 

Let  all  thy  love,  and  all  thy  grief, 
Graven  on  my  heart  for  ever  be ! 

8  The  meek,  the  still,  the  lowly  mind, 
O  may  I  learn  from  thee,  my  God ; 

And  love,  with  softest  pity  join'd, 
For  those  that  trample  on  thy  blood. 

9  Still  let  thy  tears,  thy  groans,  thy  sighs, 
O'erflow  my  eyes,  and  heave  my  breast : 

Till  loose  from  flesh  and  earth  I  rise, 
And  ever  in  thy  bosom  rest. 

Old  Hundred— -p.  74.]     HYMN  194.     L.  M 

YE  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man ! 
The  Man  of  griefs,  condemn'd  for  you ! 
The  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain, 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue ! 

2  See  !  how  his  back  the  scourges  tear, 
While  to  the  bloody  pillar  bound ! 

The  ploughers  make  long  furrows  there, 
Till  all  his  body  is  one  wound. 

3  Nor  can  he  thus  their  hate  assuage ; 
His  innocence,  to  death  pursu'd, 

Must  fully  glut  their  utmost  rage  ; 
Hark  !  how  they  clamour  for  his  blood  ! 

4  To  us  our  own  Barabbas  give  ; 
Away  with  him,  (they  loudly  cry :) 

Away  with  him,  not  fit  to  live, 
The  vile  seducer  crucify  ! 

5  His  sacred  limbs  they  stretch,  they  tear, 
With  nails  they  fasten  to  the  wood ! 

His  sacred  limbs,  expos'd  and  bare, 
Or  only  cover'd  with  his  blood. 

€  See,  there!  his  temples  crown'd  with  thorn! 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide  ! 


178  THE  GOODNESS  OP 

His  streaming  feet  transfixt  and  torn ! 
The  fountain  gushing  from  his  side ! 

7  Where  is  the  King  of  Glory  now  ! 
The  everlasting  Son  of  God  1 

The  Immortal  hangs  his  languid  brow : 
The  Almighty  faints  beneath  his  load  ! 

8  Beneath  my  load  he  faints  and  dies  : 
I  fill'd  his  soul  with  pangs  unknown : 

1  caus'd  those  mortal  groans  and  cries, 

I  kill'd  the  Father's  only  Son  ! 

Mourner— y.  55.]     HYMN  195.    L.  M. 

OTHOU  dear  suffering  Son  of  God, 
How  doth  thy  heart  to  sinners  move ! 
Help  me  to  catch  thy  precious  blood ; 
Help  me  to  taste  thy  dying  love  ! 

2  Give  me  to  feel  thy  agonies, 
One  drop  of  thy  sad  cup  afford : 

I  fain  with  thee  would  sympathize, 
And  share  the  sufferings  of  my  Lord. 

3  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake, 
Convuls'd  while  her  Creator  died : 

O  let  my  inmost  nature  shake, 
And  die  with  Jesus  crucify'd  ! 

4  At  thy  last  gasp  the  graves  display'd 
Their  horrors  to  the  upper  skies  ; 

O  that  my  soul  might  burst  the  shade, 
And,  quicken'd  by  thy  death,  arise  ! 

5  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death, 
And  tremble,  and  asunder  part : 

O  rend  with  thine  expiring  breath, 
The  harder  marble  of  my  heart ! 


GOD  IN  REDEMPTION.  179 

Josiah—v.  177.]     HYMN  196.    7s  &  6s. 

JESUS  drinks  the  bitter  cup, 
The  wine  press  treads  alone  : 
Tears  the  graves  and  mountains  up, 

By  his  expiring  groan  : 
Lo,  the  powers  of  heaven  he  shakes, 

Nature  in  convulsion  lies ; 
Earth's  profoundest  centre  quakes, 
The  great  Jehovah  dies  ! 

2  O  my  God,  he  dies  for  me, 
I  feel  the  mortal  smart ! 

See  him  hanging  on  the  tree, 
A  sight  that  breaks  my  heart ! 

O  that  all  to  thee  might  turn  ! 
Sinners,  ye  may  love  him  too ; 

Look  on  him  ye  pierc'd,  and  mourn 
For  one  who  bled  for  you. 

3  Weep  o'er  your  desire  and  hope, 
With  tears  of  humblest  love  ! 

Sing,  for  Jesus  is  gone  up, 
And  reigns  enthron'd  above  ! 

Lives  our  Head  to  die  no  more, 
Power  is  all  to  Jesus  given ; 

Worshipp'd  as  he  was  before, 
The  immortal  King  of  heaven. 

4  Lord,  we  bless  thee  for  thy  grace 
And  truth,  which  never  fail ; 

Hast'ning  to  behold  thy  face, 

Without  a  dimming  veil ; 
We  shall  see  our  heavenly  King, 

All  thy  glorious  love  proclaim, 
Help  the  angel  choirs  to  sing 

Our  blest  triumphant  Lamb. 


180  THE  GOODNESS  OP 

Tunbridge— p.  113.]     HYMN  197.     6  lines  8s. 

WHERE  shall  my  wond'ring  soul  begin  1 
How  shall  I  all  to  heaven  aspire  1 
A  slave  redeem'd  from  death  and  sin ; 

A  brand  pluck'd  from  eternal  fire  : 
How  shall  I  equal  triumphs  raise, 
Or  sing  my  great  Deliverer's  praise  1 

2  O  how  shall  I  thy  goodness  tell, 
Father,  which  thou  to  me  hast  show'd  1 

That  I,  a  child  of  wrath,  and  hell, 

I  should  be  call'd  a  child  of  God  ! 
Should  know,  should  feel  my  sins  forgiven, 
Blest  with  this  antepast  of  heaven  ! 

3  And  shall  I  slight  my  Father's  love  1 
Or  basely  fear  his  gifts  to  own  1 

Unmindful  of  his  favours  prove  1 

Shall  I,  the  hallow'd  cross  to  shun, 
Refuse  his  righteousness  to'  impart, 
By  hiding  k  within  my  heart  1 

4  No,  though  the  ancient  dragon  rage, 
And  call  forth  all  his  host  to  war ; 

Though  earth's  self-righteous  sons  engage, 

Them  and  their  god  alike  I  dare ; 
Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend  proclaim ; 
Jesus,  to  sinners  still  the  same. 

5  Come,  O  my  guilty  brethren,  come, 
Groaning  beneath  your  load  of  sin  ; 

His  bleeding  heart  shall  make  you  room, 

His  open  side  shall  take  you  in : 
He  calls  you  now,  invites  you  home  : 
Come,  O  my  guilty  brethren,  come. 

6  For  you  the  purple  current  flow'd, 
In  pardons  from  his  wounded  side  ; 

Languish'd  for  you  the  Son  of  God, 
For  you  the  Prince  of  Glory  died : 


GOD  IN  REDEMPTION.  181 

Believe  and  all  your  sin's  forgiven : 
Only  believe,  and  yours  is  heaven  ! 

Portugal— p.  53.]     HYMN  198.     L.  M. 

ADAM  descended  from  above  ! 
Saviour  and  Head  of  all  mankind ; 
The  covenant  of  redeeming  love, 
In  thee  let  every  sinner  find. 

2  Our  Surety,  thou  alone  hast  paid 
The  debt  we  to  thy  Father  ow'd  : 

For  the  whole  world  atonement  made, 
And  seal'd  the  pardon  with  thy  blood. 

3  Thee,  the  Paternal  Grace  Divine, 
A  universal  blessing  gave ; 

A  Light,  in  every  heart  to  shine  ; 
A  Saviour, — every  soul  to  save. 

4  Light  of  the  Gentile  world,  appear, 
Command  the  blind  thy  rays  to  see  : 

Our  darkness  chase,  our  sorrows  cheer, 
And  set  the  plaintive  prisoner  free. 

5  Me,  me,  who  still  in  darkness  sit, 
Shut  up  in  sin  and  unbelief; 

Deliver  from  this  gloomy  pit, 
This  dungeon  of  despairing  grief. 

6  Open  mine  eyes  the  Lamb  to  know, 
Who  bears  the  general  sin  away ; 

And  to  my  ransom'd  spirit  show, 
The  glories  of  eternal  day. 

Luthers—y.  107.]     HYMN  199.     6  lines  8s. 

WOULD  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die  1 
Why  hangs  he  then  on  yonder  tree  ? 
What  means  that  strange  expiring  cry  % 
(Sinners,  he  prays  for  you  and  me;) 
16 


182  THE  GOODNESS  OF 

"  Forgive  them,  Father,  O  forgive, 
They  know  not  that  by  me  they  live  !" 

2  Jesus  descended  from  above, 
Our  loss  of  Eden  to  retrieve ; 

Great  God  of  universal  love, 

If  all  the  world  through  thee  may  live, 
In  us  a  quick'ning  Spirit  be, 
And  witness  thou  hast  died  for  me. 

3  Thou  loving,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Thee  by  thy  painful  agony, 

Thy  bloody  sweat,  thy  grief  and  shame, 

Thy  cross  and  passion  on  the  tree, 
Thy  precious  death  and  life — I  pray 
Take  all,  take  all  my  sins  away. 

4  O  let  me  kiss  thy  bleeding  feet, 

And  bathe  and  wash  them  with  my  tears ; 
The  story  of  thy  love  repeat 

In  every  drooping  sinner's  ears ; 
That  all  may  hear  the  quick'ning  sound  ; 
Since  I,  even  I  have  mercy  found. 

5  O  let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain, 
Thy  love  for  every  sinner  free, 

That  every  fallen  son  of  man, 

May  taste  the  grace  that  found  out  me ; 
That  all  mankind  with  me  may  prove, 
Thy  sovereign,  everlasting  love. 

Josiah—y.  177.]     HYMN  200.     7s  &  6s. 

GOD  of  unexampled  grace, 
Redeemer  of  mankind, 
Matter  of  eternal  praise 

We  in  thy  passion  find  : 
Still  our  choicest  strains  we  bring, 

Still  the  joyful  theme  pursue, 
Thee  the  friend  of  sinners  sing, 
Whose  love  is  ever  new. 


GOD  IN  REDEMPTION.  183 

2  Endless  scenes  of  wonder  rise, 
With  that  mysterious  tree, 

Crucify'd  before  our  eyes, 

Where  we  our  Maker  see  : 
Jesus,  Lord,  what  hast  thou  done  1 

Publish  we  the  death  divine, 
Stop,  and  gaze,  and  fall,  and  own 

Was  never  love  like  thine  ! 

3  Never  love  nor  sorrow  was 
Like  that  my  Jesus  show'd ; 

See  him  stretch'd  on  yonder  cross, 

And  crush'd  beneath  our  load  ! 
Now  discern  the  Deity, 

Now  his  heavenly  birth  declare ! 
Faith  cries  out,  "  'Tis  he,  'tis  he, 

My  God  that  suffers  there  !" 


THE  ATTRIBUTES  OF  GOD. 


JLrchdale—^.  46.]     HYMN  201.     C.  M. 

FATHER,  how  wide  thy  glories  shine  ! 
How  high  thy  wonders  rise  ! 
Known  through  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 

By  thousands  through  the  skies : 
Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power: 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill : 
And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour 
We  .read  thy  patience  still. 

2  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands, 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ, 
They  show  the  labour  of  thy  hands, 

Or  impress  of  thy  feet; 


184  THE  ATTRIBUTES 

Bui  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 

In  their  divinest  forms  : 

3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known, 
Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 

Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone, 

The  justice  or  the  grace  ; 
Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  : 
Bright  seraphs  learn  ImmanuePs  name, 

And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

4  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 
In  that  immortal  song  ! 

Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Who  sweetly  all  agree 

To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost 
Eternal  glory  be. 

Liberty— y.  108.]     HYMN  202.     6  lines  8s. 

WHEN  Israel  out  of  Egypt  came, 
And  left  the  proud  oppressor's  land, 
Supported  by  the  great  I  AM, 

Safe  in  the  hollow  of  his  hand  ! 
The  Lord  in  Israel  reign'd  alone, 
And  Judah  was  his  favourite  throne. 

2  The  sea  beheld  his  power,  and  fled, 
Disparted  by  the  wond'rous  rod  ; 

Jordan  ran  backward  to  its  head, 

And  Sinai  felt  the'  incumbent  God  ; 
The  mountains  skipp'd  like  frighten'd  rams, 
The  hills  leap'd  after  them  as  lambs. 

3  What  ail'd  thee,  O  thou  trembling  sea  1 
What  horror  turn'd  the  river  back  ] 


OP  GOD.  185 

Was  nature's  God  displeas'd  with  thee  1 

And  why  should  hills  and  mountains  shake  1 
Ye  mountains  huge,  that  skipp'd  like  rams  % 
Ye  hills,  that  leap'd  as  frighten'd  lambs  1 

4  Earth,  tremble  on,  with  all  thy  sons, 
In  presence  of  thy  awful  Lord  ! 

Whose  power  inverted  nature  owns, 
Her  only  law  his  sovereign  word  : 
He  shakes  the  centre  with  his  rod, 
And  heaven  bows  down  to  Jacob's  God. 

5  Creation,  varied  by  his  hand, 
The'  omnipotent  Jehovah  knows  ! 

The  sea  is  turn'd  to  solid  land, 

The  rock  into  a  fountain  flows  : 
And. all  things,  as  they  change,  proclaim 
The  Lord  eternally  the  same. 

Arlington— y.  1.]     HYMN  203.     C.  M. 

ETERNAL  Wisdom  !  Thee  we  praise, 
Thee  the  creation  sings  : 
With  thy  lov'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace  rings. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spreads  the  sky, 
How  glorious  to  behold  ! 

Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  There  thou  hast  bid  the  globes  of  light 
Their  endless  circuits  run  : 

There  the  pale  planets  rule  the  night  : 
The  day  obeys  the  sun. 

4  If  down  I  turn  my  wond'ring  eyes 
On  clouds  and  storms  below ; 

Those  under  regions  of  the  skies 
Thy  numerous  glories  show. 

5  The  noisy  winds  stand  ready  there, 
Thy  orders  to  obey. 

16* 


186  THE  ATTRIBUTES 

With  sounding  wings  they  sweep  the  air, 
To  make  thy  chariot  way. 

6  There,  like  a  trumpet  loud  and  strong, 
Thy  thunder  shakes  our  coast ; 

While  the  red  lightnings  wave  along, 
The  banners  of  thy  host. 

7  On  the  thin  air  without  a  prop, 
Hang  fruitful  showers  around  ; 

At  thy  command  they  sink  and  drop 
Their  fatness  on  the  ground. 

8  Lo  !  here  thy  wond'rous  skill  arrays 
The  earth  in  cheerful  green  ; 

A  thousand  herbs  thy  art  displays, 
A  thousand  flowers  between. 

9  There  the  rough  mountains  of  the  deep 
Obey  thy  strong  command  : 

Thy  breath  can  raise  the  billows  steep, 
Or  sink  them  to  the  sand. 

10  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 
And  strike  the  wond'ring  sight, 

Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground 
With  terror  and  delight. 

11  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 
Shine  through  thy  works  abroad  : 

Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder  God  1 

12  But  the  mild  glories  of  thy  grace, 
Our  softer  passions  move  : 

Pity  divine  in  Jesus'  face, 
We  see,  adore,  and  love. 

Majesty— p.  48.]     HYMN  204.  C.  M. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  ye  immortal  choirs 
That  fill  the  worlds  above  ; 
Praise  him  who  form'd  you  of  his  fires, 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 


OF  GOD.  187 

2  Shine  to  his  praise,  ye  crystal  skies, 
The  floor  of  his  abode  : 

Or  veil  in  shades  your  thousand  eyes, 
Before  your  brighter  God. 

3  Thou  restless  globe  of  golden  light, 
Whose  beams  create  our  days, 

Join  with  the  silver  queen  of  night, 
To  own  your  borrow'd  rays. 

4  Winds,  ye  shall  bear  his  name  aloud 
Through  the  ethereal  blue ; 

For  when  his  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
He  makes  his  wheels  of  you. 

5  Thunder  and  hail,  and  fire  and  storms, 
The  troops  of  his  command, 

Appear  in  all  your  dreadful  forms, 
And  speak  his  awful  hand. 

6  Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  seas, 
In  your  eternal  roar : 

Let  wave  to  wave  resound  his  praise ; 
And  shore  reply  to  shore. 

7  WTiile  monsters  sporting  on  the  flood, 
In  scaly  silver  shine, 

Speak  terribly  their  Maker  God, 
And  lash  the  foaming  brine. 

8  But  gentler  things  shall  tune  his  name, 
To  softer  notes  than  these  : 

Young  zephyrs  breathing  o'er  the  stream, 
Or  whispering  through  the  trees. 

9  Wave  your  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pines, 
To  Him  that  bids  you  grow; 

Sweet  clusters  bend  the  fruitful  vines, 
On  every  thankful  bough. 

10  Let  the  shrill  birds  his  honours  raise, 
And  climb  the  morning  sky ; 


188  THE  ATTRIBUTES 

While  grov'ling  beasts  attempt  his  praise, 
In  hoarser  harmony. 

1 1  Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  sing, 

Ye  mortals,  take  the  sound ; 
Echo  the  glories  of  your  King, 

Through  all  the  nations  round. 

Confidence— p.  120.]     HYMN  205.     6  lines  8s. 

OGOD,  of  good  the'  unfathom'd  sea ! 
Who  would  not  give  his  heart  to  thee  ? 
Who  would  not  love  thee  with  his  might? 
O  Jesus,  lover  of  mankind  ! 
Who  would  not  his  whole  soul  and  mind, 
With  all  his  strength  to  thee  unite  1 

2  Thou  shin'st  with  everlasting  rays  ; 
Before  the'  insufferable  blaze; 

Angels  with  both  wings  veil  their  eyes; 
Yet  free  as  air  thy  bounty  streams 
On  all  thy  works,  thy  mercy's  beams 

Diffusive  as  thy  sun's,  arise. 

3  Astonish'd  at  thy  frowning  brow, 

Earth,  hell,  and  heaven's  strong  pillars  bow; 

Terrible  majesty  is  thine ! 
Who  then  can  that  vast  love  express, 
Which  bows  thee  down  to  me,  who  less 

Than  nothing  am,  till  thou  art  mine  ! 

4  High  thron'd  on  heaven's  eternal  hill, 
In  number,  weight,  and  measure,  still 

Thou  sweetly  order'st  all  that  is: 
And  yet  thou  deign'st  to  come  to  me, 
And  guide  my  steps,  that  I  with  thee 

Enthron'd,  may  reign  in  endless  bliss. 

5  Fountain  of  good!  all  blessing  flows 
From  thee;  no  want  thy  fulness  knows  : 

What  but  thyself  canst  thou  desire  ? 


189 


Yes ;  self-sufficient  as  thou  art, 
Thou  dost  desire  my  worthless  heart : 
This,  only  this  dost  thou  require. 

6  Primeval  Beauty  !  in  thy  sight, 
The  first-born  fairest  sons  of  light 

See  all  their  brightest  glories  fade  : 
What  then  to  me  thine  eyes  could  turn  1 
In  sin  conceiv'd,  of  woman  born, 

A  worm,  a  leaf,  a  blast,  a  shade  ! 

7  Hell's  armies  tremble  at  thy  nod, 
And,  trembling,  own  the  almighty  God  ! 

Sovereign  of  earth,  hell,  air,  and  sky  ! 
But  who  is  this  that  comes  from  far, 
Whose  garments  roll'd  in  blood  appear  1 

'Tis  God  made  man,  for  man  to  die  ! 

8  O  God,  of  good  the'  unfathom'd  sea  ! 
Who  would  not  give  his  heart  to  thee  *? 

W^ho  would  not  love  thee  with  his  might  1 
O  Jesus,  lover  of  mankind, 
Who  would  not  his  whole  soul  and  mind, 

With  all  his  strength  to  thee  unite  ? 

Bethel— p.  14.]     HYMN  206.     C.  M. 

HAIL,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost ! 
One  God  in  persons  three; 
Of  thee  we  make  our  joyful  boast, 
And  homage  pay  to  thee. 

2  Present  alike  in  every  place, 
Thy  Godhead  we  adore  : 

Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Thou  dwell'st  for  evermore. 

3  In  wisdom  infinite  thou  art, 
Thine  eye  doth  all  things  see ; 

And  every  thought  of  every  heart, 
Is  fully  known  to  thee. 


190  THE  ATTRIBUTES 

4  Whate'er  thou  wilt,  in  earth  below, 
Thou  dost  in  heaven  above ; 

But  chiefly  we  rejoice  to  know 
The'  almighty  God  of  love. 

5  Thou  lov'st  whate'er  thy  hands  have  made, 
Thy  goodness  we  rehearse, 

In  shining  characters  display'd 
Throughout  our  universe. 

6  Mercy,  with  love  and  endless  grace, 
O'er  all  thy  works,  doth  reign ; 

But  mostly  thou  delight'st  to  bless, 
Thy  favourite  creature  man. 

7  Wherefore  let  every  creature  give 
To  thee  the  praise  design'd ; 

But  chiefly,  Lord,  the  thanks  receive, 
The  hearts  of  all  mankind. 

Nazareth— -p.  82.]     HYMN  207.    L.  M. 

FIRST  PART. 

OGOD,  thou  bottomless  abyss  ! 
Thee  to  perfection  who  can  know  1 
O  height  immense  !  what  words  suflBce, 

Thy  countless  attributes  to  show  ? 
Unfathomable  depths  thou  art ! 

O  plunge  me  in  thy  mercy's  sea ! 
Void  of  true  wisdom  is  my  heart ; 

With  love  embrace  and  cover  me  ! 
While  thee,  all  infinite,  I  set 

By  faith,  before  my  ravish'd  eye ; 
My  weakness  bends  beneath  the  weight, 

O'erpovver'd  I  sink,  I  faint,  I  die. 

2  Eternity  thy  fountain  was, 
Which,  like  thee,  no  beginning  knew; 

Thou  wast,  ere  time  began  its  race, 
Ere  glow'd  with  stars  the'  ethereal  blue. 


OP  GOD.  191 

Greatness  unspeakable  is  thine, 

Greatness,  whose  undiminished  ray, 
When  short-liv'd  worlds  are  lost  shall  shine, 

When  earth  and  heaven  are  fled  away. 
Unchangeable,  all-perfect  Lord, 

Essential  life's  unbounded  sea ; 
What  lives,  and  moves,  lives  by  thy  word; 

It  lives,  and  moves,  and  is  from  thee ! 

3  Thy  parent  hand,  thy  forming  skill, 
Firm  fik'd  this  universal  chain  i 

Else  empty,  barren  darkness  still, 

Had  held  his  unmolested  reign. 
Whate'er  in  earth,  or  sea,  or  sky, 

Or  shuns,  or  meets  the  wand'ring  thought, 
Escapes  or  strikes  the  searching  eye, 

By  thee  was  to  perfection  brought ! 
High  is  thy  power  above  all  height, 

Whate'er  thy  will  decrees  is  done ; 
Thy  wisdom,  equal  to  thy  might, 

Only  to  thee,  O  God,  is  known  ! 

4  Heaven's  glory  is  thy  awful  throne, 
Yet  earth  partakes  thy  gracious  sway : 

Vain  man  !  thy  wisdom  folly  own, 

Lost  is  thy  reason's  feeble  ray. 
What  our  dim  eye  could  never  see, 

Is  plain  and  naked  to  thy  sight; 
What  thickest  darkness  veils,  to  thee 

Shines  clearly  as  the  morning  light. 
In  light  thou  dwell'st;  light,  that  no  shade, 

No  variation  ever  knew; 
Heaven,  earth,  and  hell,  stand  all  display'd, 

And  open  to  thy  piercing  view. 

,     SECOND  PART. 

THOU,  true  and  only  God,  lead'st  forth 
The'  immortal  armies  of  the  sky : 


192  THE  ATTRIBUTES 

Thou  laugh'st  to  scorn  the  gods  of  earth ; 

Thou  thunderest,  and  amaz'd  they  fly ! 
With  downcast  eye  the'  angelic  choir 

Appear  before  thy  awful  face ; 
Trembling,  they  strike  the  golden  lyre, 

And  thro'  heaven's  vault  resound  thy  praise. 
In  earth,  in  heaven,  in  all  thou  art: 

The  conscious  creature  feels  thy  nod, 
Thy  forming  hand  on  every  part 

Impress'd  the  image  of  its  God.% 

2  Thine,  Lord,  is  wisdom,  thine  alone  ! 
Justice  and  truth  before  thee  stand: 

Yet  nearer  to  thy  sacred  throne 

Mercy  withholds  thy  lifted  hand. 
Each  evening  shows  thy  tender  love, 

Each  rising  morn  thy  plenteous  grace : 
Thy  waken'd  wrath  does  slowly  move, 

Thy  willing  mercy  flies  apace  ! 
To  thy  benign,  indulgent  care, 

Father,  this  light,  this  breath  we  owe; 
And  all  we  have,  and  all  we  are, 

From  thee,  great  Source  of  being,  flow. 

3  Parent  of  Good !  thy  bounteous  hand 
Incessant  blessings  now  distils; 

And  all  in  air,  or  sea,  or  land, 

With  plenteous  food  and  gladness  fills. 
All  things  in  thee  live,  move,  and  are, 

Thy  power  infus'd  doth  all  sustain ; 
Even  those  thy  daily  favours  share, 

Who  thankless  spurn  thy  easy  reign. 
Thy  sun  thou  bidst  his  genial  ray 

Alike  on  all  impartial  pour ; 
On  all  who  hate  or  bless  thy  sway, 

Thou  bid'st  descend  the  fruitful  shower. 

4  Yet,  while  at  length,  who  scorn'd  thy  might, 
Shall  feel  thee  a  consuming  fire  : 


OF  GOD.  193 

How  sweet  the  joys,  the  crown  how  bright, 

Of  those  who  to  thy  love  aspire! 
All  creatures  praise  the  eternal  Name! 

Ye  hosts  that  to  Ms  court  belong, 
Cherubic  choirs,  seraphic  flames, 

Awake  the  everlasting  song ! 
Thrice  holy !  thine  the  kingdom  is, 

The  power  omnipotent  is  thine ; 
And  when  created  nature  dies, 

Thy  never-ceasing  glories  shine. 

Amsterdam— y.  176.]     HYMN  208.     7s  &  6s. 

GLORIOUS  God,  accept  a  heart 
That  pants  to  sing  thy  praise ; 
Thou  without  beginning  art, 
And  without  end  of  days : 
Thou,  a  spirit  invisible, 

Dost  to  none  thy  fulness  show ; 
None  thy  majesty  can  tell, 
Or  all  thy  Godhead  know. 

2  All  thine  attributes  we  own, 
Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  might : 

Happy  in  thyself  alone, 

In  goodness  infinite ; 
Thou  thy  goodness  hast  display'd, 

On  thine  every  work  imprest; 
Lov'st  whate'er  thy  hands  have  made, 

But  man  thou  lov'st  the  best. 

3  Willing  thou  that  all  should  know 
Thy  saving  truth  and  live; 

Dost  to  each,  or  bliss  or  wo, 

With  strictest  justice  give : 
Thou  with  perfect  righteousness 

Renderest  every  man  his  due: 
Faithful  in  thy  promises, 

And  in  thy  threat'nings  too. 
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194  THE  ATTRIBUTES 

4  Thou  art  merciful  to  all 

Who  truly  turn  to  thee ! 
Hear  me  then  for  pardon  call, 

And  show  thy  grace  to  me : 
Me,  through  mercy  reconcil'd, 

Me,  for  Jesus*  sake  forgiven; 
Me  receive,  thy  favour'd  child, 

To  sing  thy  praise  in  heaven. 

AngeVs  Hymn—ip.  84.]     HYMN  209.     L.  M. 

HOLY  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none ! 
Thy  holiness  is  all  thy  own ; 
A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 
Is  ours,  a  drop  deriv'd  from  thee. 

2  And  when  thy  purity  we  share, 
Thy  only  glory  we  declare; 
And  humbled  into  nothing,  own, 
Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone. 

3  Sole,  self-existing  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  thy  heavenly  hosts  ador'd ; 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee, 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty: 

4  Thy  power  unparallel'd  confess, 
Establish' d  on  the  Rock  of  peace; 
The  Rock  that  never  shall  remove, 
The  Rock  of  pure,  almighty  love. 

Kingswood— p.  185.]  HYMN  210.  7s,  6s,  &  18. 

THOU,  the  great,  eternal  God, 
Art  high  above  our  thought! 
Worthy  to  be  fear'd,  ador'd, 

By  all  thy  hands  have  wrought: 
None  can  with  thyself  compare, 

Thy  glory  fills  both  earth  and  sky : 
We,  and  all  thy  creatures,  are 
As  nothing  in  thine  eye. 


OF  GOD.  195 

2  Of  thy  great  unbounded  power, 
To  thee  the  praise  we  give : 

Infinitely  great,  and  more 

Than  heart  can  e'er  conceive  : 
When  thou  wilt  to  work  proceed, 

Thy  purpose  firm  can  none  withstand ; 
Frustrate  thy  determin'd  deed, 

Or  stay  the'  Almighty  Hand. 

3  Thou,  O  God,  art  wise  alone ; 
Thy  counsel  doth  excel; 

Wonderful  thy  work  we  own, 

Thy  ways  unsearchable ; 
Who  can  sound  the  mystery, 

Thy  judgments'  deep  abyss  explain: 
Thine,  whose  eyes  in  darkness  see, 

And  search  the  heart  of  man. 

Randall— p.  16.]     HYMN  211.     CM. 

BLEST  be  our  everlasting  Lord, 
Our  Father,  God,  and  King ! 
Thy  sovereign  goodness  we  record, 
Thy  glorious  power  we  sing. 

2  By  thee  the  victory  is  given : 
The  majesty  divine, 

And  strength  and  might,  and  earth  and  heaven, 
And  all  therein  is  thine. 

3  The  kingdom,  Lord,  is  thine  alone, 
Who  dost  thy  right  maintain ; 

And  high  on  thy  eternal  throne, 
O'er  men  and  angels  reign. 

4  Riches,  as  seemeth  good  to  thee, 
Thou  dost,  and  honour,  give ; 

And  kings  their  power  and  dignity 
Out  of  thy  hand  receive. 

5  Thou  hast  on  us  the  grace  bestow'd, 
Thy  greatness  to  proclaim ; 


196  THE  ATTRIBUTES 

And  therefore  now  we  thank  our  God, 
And  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

6  Thy  glorious  name,  and  nature's  powers, 
Thou  dost  to  us  make  known; 

4nd  all  the  Deity  is  ours, 
Through  thy  incarnate  Son. 

Old  Hundred—?.  74.]     HYMN  212.     L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Power,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  a  God  ; 
Infinite  lengths  beyond  the  bounds 
Where  stars  revolve  their  little  rounds : 

2  Thee  while  the  first  archangel  sings, 
He  hides  his  face  behind  his  wings: 
And  ranks  of  shining  thrones  around 
Fall  worshipping,  and  spread  the  ground. 

3  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do  1 
We  would  adore  our  Maker  too ! 
From  sin  and  dust  to  thee  we  crv, 
The  Great,  the  Holy,  and  the  High ! 

4  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  fame, 
And  worms  have  learnt  to  lisp  thy  name; 
But  O  !  the  glories  of  thy  mind 

Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind ! 

5  God  is  in  heaven,  and  men  below : 
Be  short  our  tunes;  our  words  be  few! 
A  solemn  reverence  checks  our  songs, 
And  praise  sits  sileut  on  our  tongues. 

Middletown—ip.  152.]  HYMN  213.  S  lines  7s. 

HOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
God  the  Father,  and  the  Word, 
God  the  Comforter,  receive 
Blessings  more  than  we  can  give ; 


OF  GOD.  197 

Mixt  with  those  beyond  the  sky, 
Chanters  to  the  Lord  most  high, 
We  our  hearts  and  voices  raise, 
Echoing  thy  eternal  praise. 

2  One,  inexplicably  Three, 
One,  in  simplest  unity : 

God,  incline  thy  gracious  ear, 
Us  thy  lisping  creatures  hear ! 
Thee,  while  dust  and  ashes  sings, 
Angels  shrink  within  their  wings ; 
Prostrate  seraphim  above 
Breathe  unutterable  love. 

3  Happy  they  who  never  rest, 
With  thy  heavenly  presence  blest ! 
They  the  heights  of  glory  see, 
Sound  the  depths  of  Deity : 

Fain  with  them  our  souls  would  vie; 
Sink  as  low,  and  mount  as  high; 
Fall,  o'erwhelm'd  with  love,  or  soar ; 
Shout,  or  silently  adore ! 

China— p.  6.]     HYMN  214.     C.  M. 

HAIL  !  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Whom  One  in  Three  we  know ; 
By  all  thy  heavenly  host  ador'd, 
By  all  thy  church  below. 

2  One  undivided  Trinity, 
With  triumph  we  proclaim; 

Thy  universe  is  full  of  thee, 
And  speaks  thy  glorious  name. 

3  Thee,  holy  Father,  we  confess; 
Thee,  holy  Son,  adore: 

Thee,  Spirit  of  Truth  and  Holiness, 
We  worship  evermore. 

4  The  incommunicable  right, 
Almighty  God,  receive ! 

17* 


198  THE  ATTRIBUTES 

Which  angel  choirs,  and  saints  in  light 
And  saints  embodied  give. 

5  Three  Persons  equally  divine 
We  magnify  and  love : 

And  both  the  choirs  ere  long  shall  join, 
To  sing  thy  praise  above. 

6  Hail !  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
(Our  heavenly  song  shall  be,) 

Supreme,  essential,  One,  ador'd 
In  co-eternal  Three ! 

Suffolk—?.  24.]     HYMN  215.     C.  M. 

A  THOUSAND  oracles  divine 
Their  common  beams  unite; 
That  sinners  may  with  angels  join 
To  worship  God  aright. 

2  To  praise  a  Trinity  ador'd 
By  all  the  hosts  above ; 

And  one  thrice  holy  God  and  Lord 
Through  endless  ages  love. 

3  Triumphant  host !  they  never  cease 
To  laud  and  magnify 

The  Triune  God  of  Holiness, 
Whose  glory  fills  the  sky. 

4  Whose  glory  to  this  earth  extends, 
When  God  himself  imparts, 

And  the  whole  Trinity  descends 
Into  our  faithful  hearts. 

5  By  faith  the  upper  choir  we  meet, 
And  challenge  them  to  sing 

Jehovah,  on  his  shining  seat, 
Our  Maker  and  our  King. 

6  But  God  made  flesh,  is  wholly  ours, 
And  asks  our  noblest  strain; 


OF  GOD.  199 

The  Father  of  celestial  powers, 
The  Friend  of  earth-born  man ! 

7  Ye  seraphs,  nearest  to  the  throne, 
With  rapturous  amaze 

On  us,  poor  ransom'd  worms,  look  down, 
For  heaven's  superior  praise  ! 

8  The  King,  whose  glorious  face  ye  see, 
For  us  his  crown  resign'd ; 

That  fulness  of  the  Deity, 
He  died  for  all  mankind  ! 

Plymouth Dock—y.  109.]  HYMN  216.  6lines8s. 

COME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Whom  one  all-perfect  God  we  own, 
Restorer  of  thy  image  lost, 

Thy  various  offices  make  known : 
Display,  our  fallen  souls  to  raise, 
Thy  whole  economy  of  grace. 

2  Jehovah,  in  three  Persons,  come, 
And  draw,  and  sprinkle  us,  and  seal, 

Poor,  guilty,  dying  worms,  in  whom 

Thou  dost  eternal  life  reveal ; 
The  knowledge  of  thyself  bestow, 
And  all  thy  glorious  goodness  show. 

3  Soon  as  our  pardon'd  hearts  believe, 
That  thou  art  pure  essential  love ; 

The  proof  we  in  ourselves  receive 
Of  the  Three  Witnesses  above ; 
Sure,  as  the  saints  around  thy  throne, 
That  Father,  Word,  and  Spirit  are  One. 

4  O  that  we  now,  in  love  renew'd  ! 
Might  blameless  in  thy  sight  appear ; 

Wake  we  in  thy  similitude, 

Stamp'd  with  the  Triune  character; 
Flesh,  spirit,  soul,  to  thee  resign ; 
And  live  and  die  entirely  thine  ! 


200  SACRAMENTAL. 

Shirland—y.  92.]     HYMN  217.     S.  M. 

O  ALL-CREATING  God ! 
At  whose  supreme  decree 
Our  body  rose,  a  breathing  clod, 
Our  souls  sprang  forth  from  thee: 

2  For  this  thou  hast  design'd, 

And  form'd  us  man  for  this ; 
To  know,  and  love  thyself,  and  find 

In  thee  our  endless  bliss. 

Triumph— y.  69.]     HYMN  218.     L.  M. 

MY  soul,  through  my  Redeemer's  care, 
Sav'd  from  the  second  death,  I  feel ; 
My  eyes  from  tears  of  dark  despair, 
My  feet  from  falling  into  hell. 

2  Wherefore  to  him  my  feet  shall  run; 

My  eyes  on  his  perfections  gaze ; 
My  soul  shall  live  for  God  alone, 

And  all  within  me  shout  his  praise. 


SACRAMENTAL. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

Pastoral  Hymn— p.  114.]  HYMN  219.  6linesS9. 

IN  that  sad  memorable  night, 
When  Jesus  was  for  us  betray'd, 
He  left  his  death-recording  rite, 

He  took,  and  bless'd,  and  brake  the  bread ; 
And  gave  his  own  their  last  bequest, 
And  thus  his  love's  intent  exprest : 


SACRAMENTAL.  201 

2  "Take,  eat,  this  is  my  body  given, 
To  purchase  life  and  peace  for  you, 

Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven; 
Do  this  my  dying  love  to  show : 
Accept  your  precious  legacy, 
And  thus,  my  friends,  remember  me." 

3  He  took  into  his  hands  the  cup, 
To  crown  the  sacramental  feast, 

And  full  of  kind  concern  look'd  up, 

And  gave  to  them  what  he  had  blest: 
"  And  drink  ye  all  of  this,  (he  said) 
In  solemn  memory  of  the  dead. 

4  "  This  is  my  blood,  which  seals  the  new 
Eternal  cov'nant  of  my  grace ; 

My  blood  so  freely  shed  for  you, 
For  you  and  all  the  sinful  race ; 
My  blood  that  speaks  your  sins  forgiven, 
And  justifies  your  claim  to  heaven." 

Matthias— p.  103.]     HYMN  220.     S.  M. 

LET  all  who  truly  bear 
The  bleeding  Saviour's  name, 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare, 
And  eat  the  Paschal  Lamb : 
Our  passover  was  slain, 
At  Salem's  hallow'd  place, 
Yet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain, 
Shall  gain  his  largest  grace. 

2  This  eucharistic  feast, 

Our  every  want  supplies, 
And  still  we  by  his  death  are  blest, 

And  share  his  sacrifice ; 

By  faith  his  flesh  we  eat, 

Who  here  his  passion  show, 
And  God  out  of  his  holy  seat 

Shall  all  his  gifts  bestow. 


202  SACRAMENTAL. 

3  Who  thus  our  faith  employ 
His  sufferings  to  record, 

E'en  now  we  mournfully  enjoy 

Communion  with  our  Lord; 

As  though  we  every  one 

Beneath  his  cross  had  stood, 
And  seen  him  heave,  and  heard  him  groan, 

And  felt  his  gushing  blood. 

4  O  God  !  'tis  finish'd  now ! 
The  mortal  pang  is  past ! 

By  faith  his  head  we  see  him  bow, 

And  hear  him  breathe  his  last. 

We  too  with  him  are  dead, 

And  shall  with  him  arise, 
The  cross  on  which  he  bows  his  head 

Shall  lift  us  to  the  skies. 

China— p.  6.]     HYMN  221.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  at  whose  supreme  command, 
We  now  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vesture  stand, 

Thy  vesture  dipt  in  blood. 
Obedient  to  thy  gracious  word, 
We  break  the  hallow'd  bread, 
Commem'rate  thee,  our  dying  Lord, 
And  trust  on  thee  to  feed. 

2  Now,  Saviour,  now  thyself  reveal, 
And  make  thy  nature  known, 

Affix  thy  blessed  Spirit's  seal, 

And  stamp  us  for  thy  own. 
The  tokens  of  thy  dying  love, 

O  let  us  all  receive, 
And  feel  the  quick'ning  Spirit  move, 

And  sensibly  believe ! 

3  The  cup  of  blessing,  bless'd  by  thee, 
Let  it  thy  blood  impart; 


SACRAMENTAL.  203 

The  bread  thy  mystic  body  be, 

And  cheer  each  languid  heart, 
The  grace  which  sure  salvation  brings, 

Let  us  herewith  receive; 
Satiate  the  hungry  with  good  things, 

The  hidden  manna  give. 

4  The  living  bread  sent  down  from  heaven 

In  us  vouchsafe  to  be ; 
Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  given, 

And  all  may  live  by  thee. 
Now,  Lord,  on  us  thy  flesh  bestow, 

And  let  us  drink  thy  blood, 
Till  all  our  souls  are  fill'd  below, 

With  all  the  life  of  God. 

Watchman—?.  87.]     HYMN  222.     S.  M. 

JESUS,  we  thus  obey 
Thy  last  and  kindest  word; 
Here  in  thine  own  appointed  way, 
We  come  to  meet  our  Lord. 

2  The  way  thou  hast  enjoin'd, 
Thou  wilt  therein  appear; 

We  come  with  confidence  to  find 
Thy  special  presence  here. 

3  Whate'er  the'  Almighty  can 
To  pardon'd  sinners  give, 

The  fulness  of  our  God  made  man, 
We  here  with  Christ  receive. 

Amsterdam—?.  176.]     HYMN  223.     7s  &  6s. 

ROCK  of  Israel,  cleft  for  me, 
For  us,  for  all  mankind, 
See,  thy  feeblest  followers  see, 
Who  call  thy  death  to  mind : 
Still  the  fountain  of  thy  blood 
Stands  for  sinners  open'd  wide, 


204  SACRAMENTAL. 

Now,  e'en  now,  my  Lord,  my  God, 
I  wash  me  in  thy  side. 

2  Now,  e'en  now  we  all  plunge  in, 

And  drink  the  purple  wave ; 
This  the  antidote  for  sin, 

'Tis  this  our  souls  shall  save: 
With  the  life  of  Jesus  fed, 

Lo  !  from  strength  to  strength  we  rise, 
Follow'd  by  our  Rock,  and  led 

To  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

Wells— p.  56.]     HYMN  224.     L.  M. 

AUTHOR  of  our  salvation,  thee 
With  lowly  thankful  hearts  we  praise, 
Author  of  this  great  mystery, 
Figure  and  means  of  saving  grace. 

2  The  sacred,  true,  effectual  sign, 
Thy  body  and  thy  blood  it  shows; 

The  glorious  instrument  divine, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  strength  bestows. 

3  We  see  the  blood  that  seals  our  peace; 
Thy  pard'ning  mercy  we  receive; 

The  bread  doth  visibly  express 

The  strength  through  which  our  spirits  live. 

4  Our  spirits  drink  a  fresh  supply, 
And  eat  the  bread  so  freely  given, 

Till  borne  on  eagles'  wings  we  fly, 
And  banquet  with  our  Lord  in  heaven. 

Condolence— p.  147 '.]     HYMN  225.    4  lines  7s. 

JESUS,  all-redeeming  Lord, 
Magnify  thy  dying  word, 
In  thine  ordinance  appear, 
Come,  and  meet  thy  followers  here. 


SACRAMENTAL.  205 

2  In  the  rite  thou  hast  enjoin'd, 
Let  us  now  our  Saviour  find ; 
Drink  thy  blood  for  sinners  shed, 
Taste  thee  in  the  broken  bread. 

3  Thou  our  faithful  hearts  prepare ; 
Thou  thy  pard'ning  grace  declare: 
Thou  that  hast  for  sinners  died. 
Show  thyself  the  Crucify'd  ! 

4  All  the  powers  of  sin  remove ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  perfect  love  ; 
Stamp  us  with  the  stamp  divine; 
Seal  our  souls  for  ever  thine. 

Millicent^-y.  165.]     HYMN  226.     8s  &  7s. 

COME,  thou  everlasting  Spirit, 
Bring  to  every  thankful  mind, 
All  the  Saviour's  dying  merit, 

All  his  sufferings  for  mankind : 
True  recorder  of  his  passion, 
Now  the  living  fire  impart* 
Now  reveal  his  great  salvation, 
Preach  his  Gospel  to  our  heart. 

2  Come,  thou  witness  of  his  dying, 

Come,  remembrancer  divine, 
Let  us  feel  thy  power  applying 

Christ  to  every  soul  and  mine  .* 
Let  us  groan  thine  inward  groaning, 

Look  on  him  we  pierc*d  and  grieve, 
All  receive  the  grace  atoning, 

All  the  sprinkled  blood  receive. 

Plymouth  Dock— -p.  109.]  HYMN  227.  GlinesSz 

OTHOU  eternal  Victim  slain, 
A  sacrifice  for  guilty  man* 
By  the  eternal  Spirit  made 
An  offering  in  the  sinner's  stead ; 
18 


206  SACRAMENTAL. 

Our  everlasting  Priest  art  thou, 

And  plead'st  thy  death  for  sinners  now! 

2  Thy  offering  still  continues  new, 
Thy  vesture  keeps  its  bloody  hue; 

Thou  stand'st  the  ever-slaughter'd  Lamb, 
Thy  priesthood  still  remains  the  same; 
Thy  years,  O  God,  can  never  fail, 
Thy  goodness  is  unchangeable. 

3  O  that  our  faith  may  never  move, 
But  stand  unshaken  as  thy  love : 
Sure  evidence  of  things  unseen, 
Now  let  it  pass  the  years  between, 
And  view  thee  bleeding  on  the  tree, 
My  God  who  dies  for  me,  for  me  I 

darks— p.  183.]     HYMN  228.     7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

LAMB  of  God,  whose  dying  love 
We  now  recall  to  mind, 
Send  the  answer  from  above, 

And  let  us  mercy  find; 
Think  on  us,  who  think  on  thee, 

And  every  struggling  soul  release ! 
O  remember  Calvary, 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace  ! 

2  By  thine  agonizing  pain, 
And  bloody  sweat  we  pray, 

By  thy  dying  love  to  man, 

Take  all  our  sins  away : 
Burst  our  bonds  and  set  us  free, 

From  all  iniquity  release  : 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

3  Let  thy  blood  by  faith  apply'd, 
The  sinner's  pardon  seal, 

Speak  us  freely  justify'd, 
And  all  our  sickness  heal: 


SACRAMENTAL.  207 

By  thy  passion  on  the  tree, 

Let  all  our  griefs  and  troubles  cease; 
O  remember  Calvary, 

And  bid  us  go  in  peace ! 

4  Never  will  we  hence  depart, 

Till  thou  our  wants  relieve  : 
Write  forgiveness  on  our  heart, 

And  all  thine  image  give  : 
Still  our  souls  shall  cry  to  thee, 

Till  perfected  in  holiness, 

0  remember  Calvary, 
And  bid  us  go  in  peace  ! 

Pickering— p.  26.]     HYMN  229.     C.  M. 

COME,  Saviour,  let  thy  tokens  prove, 
Fitted  by  heavenly  art, 
As  channels  to  convey  thy  love, 
To  every  faithful  heart. 

2  The  living  bread  sent  down  from  heaven, 
In  us  vouchsafe  to  be  ; 

Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  given, 
And  all  may  live  by  thee. 

3  Now,  Lord,  on  us  thy  flesh  bestow, 
And  let  us  drink  thy  blood, 

Till  all  our  souls  are  fill'd  below, 
With  all  the  life  of  God. 

4  Determin'd  nothing  else  to  know 
But  Jesus  crucify'd, 

1  will  not  from  my  Jesus  go, 

Or  leave  his  wounded  side. 

Salem— p.  8.]     HYMN  230.     CM. 

THAT  doleful  night  before  his  death, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 
Did  almost  with  his  dying  breath, 
This  solemn  feast  ordain. 


208  SACRAMENTAL. 

2  To  keep  the  feast,  Lord,  we  have  met, 
And  to  remember  thee : 

Help  each  poor  trembler  to  repeat, 
"  For  me,  he  died  for  me !" 

3  These  sacred  signs,  thy  suff'rings,  Lord, 
To  our  remembrance  bring: 

We  eat  and  drink  around  thy  board, 
But  think  on  nobler  things. 

4  O  tune  our  tongues,  and  set  in  frame, 
Each  heart  that  pants  for  thee, 

To  sing  "  Hosanna  to  the  Lamb," 
The  Lamb  that  died  for  me ! 

Tisbury—y.  21.]     HYMN  231.     C.  M. 

YE  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 
Behold  a  royal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store, 
For  every  humble  guest. 

2  See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms ; 
He  calls,  he  bids  you  come : 

O  stay  not  back,  though  fear  alarms  ! 
For  yet  there  still  is  room. 

3  O  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 
The  blessings  of  his  love; 

While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast, 
Of  nobler  joys  above ! 

4  There  with  united  heart  and  voice, 
Before  the  eternal  throne, 

Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice, 
In  ecstacies  unknown. 

5  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more, 
Are  welcome  still  to  come: 

Ye  happy  souls,  the  grace  adore ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 


SACRAMENTAL.  209 

Randall—?.  16.]     HYMN  232.     C.  M. 

THE  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads, 
And  blessings  crown  the  board ; 
Not  paradise  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 
And  endless  life  are  given : 

Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

3  Millions  of  souls  in  glory  now, 
Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 

And  millions  more  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

4  All  things  are  ready,  come  away, 
Nor  weak  excuses  frame ; 

Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 

Shirland—y.  92.]     HYMN  233.     3.  M. 

GLORY  to  God  on  high; 
Our  peace  is  made  with  Heaven ; 
The  Son  of  God  came  down  to  die, 
That  we  might  be  forgiven. 

2  His  precious  blood  was  shed, 
His  body  bruis'd  for  sin : 

Remember  this  in  eating  bread, 
And  this  in  drinking  wine. 

3  Approach  his  royal  board, 
In  his  rich  garments  clad ; 

Join  every  tongue  to  praise  the  Lord; 
And  every  heart  be  glad. 

4  The  Father  gives  the  Son; 
The  Son  his  flesh  and  blood: 

The  Spirit  applies,  and  faith  puts  on 
The  righteousness  of  God. 
18* 


210  SACRAMENTAL. 

BAPTISM. 

Arlington—^.  1.]     HYMN  234.    C.  M. 

CELESTIAL  Dove,  descend  from  high, 
And  on  the  water  brood : 
Come  with  thy  quick'ning  power  apply 
The  water  and  the  blood. 

2  I  love  the  Lord,  that  stoops  so  low 
To  give  his  word  a  seal ; 

But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow 
Exceeds  the  figure  still. 

3  Almighty  God,  for  thee  we  call, 
And  our  request  renew; 

Accept  in  Christ,  and  bless  withal, 
The  work  we  have  to  do. 

Stafford— -p.  88.]     HYMN  235.     S.  M. 

MY  Saviour's  pierced  side 
Pour'd  out  a  double  flood: 
By  water  we  are  purify'd, 
And  pardon'd  by  his  blood. 

2  Call'd  from  above,  I  rise, 
And  wash  away  my  sin  ; 

The  stream  to  which  my  spirit  flies, 
Can  make  the  foulest  clean. 

3  It  runs  divinely  clear, 

A  fountain  deep  and  wide ; 
'Twas  open'd  by  the  soldier's  spear, 
In  my  Redeemer's  side  ! 

Triumph— y  69-]     HYMN  236.    L.  M. 

COME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Honour  the  means  ordain'd  by  thee; 
Make  good  our  apostolic  boast, 
And  own  thy  glorious  ministry. 


REJOICING  AND  PRAISE.  211 

2  We  now  thy  promis'd  presence  claim; 
Sent  to  disciple  all  mankind; 

Sent  to  baptize  into  thy  name; 
We  now  thy  promis'd  presence  find. 

3  Father,  in  these  reveal  thy  Son: 

In  these  for  whom  we  seek  thy  face; 
The  hidden  mystery  make  known, 
The  inward,  pure,  baptizing  grace. 

4  Jesus,  with  us  thou  always  art, 
Effectuate  now  the  sacred  sign, 

The  gift  unspeakable  impart, 
And  bless  the  ordinance  divine. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  descend  from  high, 
Baptizer  of  our  spirits  thou  ! 

The  sacramental  seal  apply, 
And  witness  with  the  water  now  ! 

6  O  that  the  souls  baptiz'd  herein, 
May  now  thy  truth  and  mercy  feel; 

May  rise  and  wash  away  their  sin : 
Come,  Holy  Ghost,  their  pardon  seal ! 


REJOICING  AND  PRAISE. 


Harmony— v  18^.]     HYMN  237.     10s  &  lis. 

O  HEAVENLY  King,  look  down  from  above; 
Assist  us  to  sing  thy  mercy  and  love : 
So  sweetly  o'erflowing,  so  plenteous  the  store, 
Thou  still  art  bestowing,  and  giving  us  more. 

2  O  God  of  our  life,  we  hallow  thy  name  ! 
Our  business  and  strife,  is  thee  to  proclaim; 


212  REJOICING 

Accept  our  thanksgiving  for  creating  grace ! 
The  living,  the  living  shall  show  forth  thy  praise. 

3  Our  Father  and  Lord,  Almighty  art  thou ; 
Precerv'd  by  thy  word,  we  worship  thee  now, 
The  bountiful  donor  of  all  we  enjoy  ; 

Our  tongues  to  thy  honour,  and  lives  we  employ. 

4  But  O  !  above  all,  thy  kindness  we  praise, 
From  sin  and  from  thrall,  which  saves  the  lost 

race; 
Thy  Son  thou  hast  given,  a  world  to  redeem, 
And  bring  us  to  heaven,  whose  trust  is  in  him. 

5  Wherefore  of  thy  love  we  sing  and  rejoice, 
Like  angels  above,  we  lift  up  our  voice : 
Thy  love  each  believer  shall  gladly  adore, 
For  ever  and  ever,  when  time  is  no  more. 

Warwick— y.  202.]     HYMN  238.     4  8s  &  2  7s. 

THE  voice  of  my  Beloved  sounds, 
While  o'er  the  mountain  top  he  bounds ; 
He  flies  exulting  o'er  the  hills, 
And  all  my  soul  with  transport  fills : 
Gently  doth  he  chide  my  stay, 
"  Rise,  my  love,  and  come  away." 

2  The  scatter'd  clouds  are  fled  at  last, 
The  rain  is  gone,  the  winter 's  past, 
The  lovely  vernal  flowers  appear, 
The  warbling  choir  enchants  our  ear ; 

Now  with  sweetly  pensive  moan, 

Coos  the  turtle  dove  alone. 

Peterborough— y.  18.]     HYMN  239.     C.  M. 

COME,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe, 
Our  common  Saviour,  praise : 
To  him,  with  joyful  voices,  give 
The  glory  of  his  grace. 


AND  PRAISE.  213 

2  He  now  stands  knocking  at  the  door 
Of  every  sinner's  heart: 

The  worst  need  keep  him  out  no  more, 
Or  force  him  to  depart. 

3  Through  grace  we  hearken  to  thy  voice, 
Yield  to  be  sav'd  from  sin : 

In  sure  and  certain  hope  rejoice, 
That  thou  wilt  enter  in. 

4  Come  quickly  in,  thou  heavenly  guest, 
J^or  ever  hence  remove; 

But  sup  with  us,  and  let  the  feast 
Be  everlasting  love. 

Pastoral  Hymn— p.  114.]  HYMN  240.  6lines8s. 

THOU  hidden  source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  love  divine, 
My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 

Secure  I  am  if  thou  art  mine  ! 
And  lo  !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 

1  hide  me,  Jesus,  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is, 
And  keeps  my  happy  soul  above: 

Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peace, 

And  joy,  and  everlasting  love  : 
To  me,  with  thy  great  name  are  given, 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art, 
My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain; 

The  med'cine  of  my  broken  heart; 

In  war,  my  peace;  in  loss,  my  gain; 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown, 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  my  crown. 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply, 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power ; 


214  REJOICING 

'  In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty  ; 

My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable, 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 

Pickering—?'  26-]     HYMN  241.     C.  M. 

TALK  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 
While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove  ; 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindlings  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 
All  time,  and  toil,  and  care  : 

Labour  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 
And  bid  my  heart  rejoice ; 

My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face ; 
'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek : 

To'  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 
Till  I  thy  glory  see  ! 

Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee. 

Arlington—?.  1.]     HYMN  242.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly, 
On  whom  my  help  is  laid  : 
Opprest  by  sins,  I  lift  my  eye, 
And  see  the  shadows  fade. 

2  Believing  on  my  Lord,  I  find 
A  sure  and  present  aid  : 


AND  PRAISE.  215 

On  thee  alone  my  constant  mind 

Be  every  moment  stay'd  ! 
2  Whate'er  in  me  seems  wise  or  good, 

Or  strong,  I  here  disclaim : 

1  wash  my  garments  in  the  blood 

Of  the  atoning  Lamb. 
4  Jesus,  my  Strength,  my  Life,  my  Rest, 

On  thee  "will  I  depend, 
Till  summon'd  to  the  marriage  feast, 

When  faith  in  sight  shall  end. 

Mderton—^.  133.]     HYMN  243.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

HOW  happy,  gracious  Lord,  are  we  ! 
Divinely  drawn  to  follow  thee, 
Whose  hours  divided  are 
Betwixt  the  mount  and  multitude: 
Our  day  is  spent  in  doing  good, 
Our  night  in  praise  and  prayer. 

2  With  us  no  melancholy  void, 
No  moment  lingers  unemploy'd, 

Or  unimprov'd  below : 
Our  weariness  of  life  is  gone, 
Who  live  to  serve  our  God  alone, 

And  only  thee  to  know. 

3  The  winter's  night,  and  summer's  day, 
Glide  imperceptibly  away, 

Too  short  to  sing  thy  praise ; 
Too  few  we  find  the  happy  hours, 
And  haste  to  join  those  heavenly  powers, 

In  everlasting  lays. 

4  With  all  who  chant  thy  name  on  high, 
And  holy,  holy,  holy,  cry, 

A  bright  harmonious  throng ! 
We  long  thy  praises  to  repeat, 
And  ceaseless  sing,  around  thy  seat, 

The  new  eternal  song. 


216  REJOICING 

Eitfaw—p.  110.]    HYMN  244.    6  lines  8s. 

THEE  will  I  love,  my  strength,  my  tower; 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown; 
Thee  will  I  love  with  all  my  power, 
In  all  thy  works,  and  thee  alone : 
Thee  will  1  love,  till  the  pure  fire 
Fill  my  whole  soul  with  chaste  desire. 

2  Ah  !  why  did  I  so  late  thee  know, 
Thee,  lovelier  than  the  sons  of  men  I 

Ah  !  why  did  I  no  sooner  go 

To  thee,  the  only  ease  in  pain ! 
Asham'd  I  sigh,  and  inly  mourn, 
That  I  so  late  to  thee  did  turn. 

3  In  darkness  willingly  I  stray'd; 

I  sought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  rov'd: 
Far  wide  my  wand'ring  thoughts \rere  spread; 

Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  lov*d; 
And  now,  if  more  at  length  I  see, 
'Tis  through  thy  light,  and  comes  from  thee. 

4  I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  shin'd, 
I  thank  thee,  who  hast  overthrown 

My  foes,  and  heal'd  my  wounded  mind ; 
I  thank  thee,  whose  enliv'ning  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

5  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 
Nor  suffer  me  again  to  stray  ; 

Strengthen  my  feet  with  steady  pace 

Still  to  press  forward  in  thy  way; 
My  soul  and  flesh,  O  Lord  of  might, 
Fill,  satiate  with  thy  heavenly  light. 

6  Give  to  mine  eyes  refreshing  tears; 
Give  to  my  heart  chaste,  hallow'd  fires  ; 

Give  to  my  soul,  with  filial  fears, 
The  love  that  all  heaven's  host  inspires. 


AND  PRAISE.  217 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

7  Thee  will  I  love,  my  joy,  my  crown, 
Thee  will  I  love,  my  Lord,  my  God; 

Thee  will  I  love,  beneath  thy  frown, 
Or  smile,  thy  sceptre,  or  thy  rod ; 

What  though  my  flesh  and  heart  decay; 

Thee  shall  I  love  in  endless  day. 

Suffolk— p.  24.]     HYMN  245.     C.  M. 

INFINITE,  unexhausted  love; 
Jesus  and  love  are  one ; 
If  still  to  me  thy  bowels  move, 
They  are  restrain'd  to  none. 

2  What  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love ! 
My  loving  God  to  praise  ; 

The  length,  and  breadth,  and  height  to  prove* 
And  depth  of  sovereign  grace? 

3  Thy  sovereign  grace  to  all  extends, 
Immense  and  unconfin'd ; 

From  age  to  age  it  never  ends, 
It  reaches  all  mankind. 

4  Throughout  the  world  its  breadth  is  known, 
Wide  as  infinity : 

So  wide  it  never  pass'd  by  one, 
Or  it  had  pass'd  by  me. 

5  My  trespass  was  grown  up  to  heaven, 
But  far  above  the  skies, 

Through  Christ  abundantly  forgiven, 
I  see  thy  mercies  rise. 

6  The  depth  of  all-redeeming  love, 
What  angel  tongue  can  tell  1 

O  may  I  to  the  utmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable ! 
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7  Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  take 
Possession  of  thine  own  ; 

My  longing  heart  vouchsafe  to  make 
Thine  everlasting  throne. 

8  Assert  thy  claim,  maintain  thy  right, 
Come  quickly  from  above  ; 

And  sink  me  to  perfection's  height, 
The  depth  of  humble  love. 

Hamilton— y.  63.]     HYMN  246.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  thou  everlasting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring ! 
Accept  thy  well-deserv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 

2  Let  every  act  of  worship  be, 
Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  : 
Like  the  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  receiv'd  the  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 
O  may  it  ever,  ever  stay  ! 

Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  hope  decline,  nor  love  grow  cold  ! 

4  Each  following  minute  as  it  flies, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys, 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  name, 
At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Light- Street— p.  168.]    HYMN  247.    8  lines 

THOU  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine, 
The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art: 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find, 

Where  all  who  their  Shepherd  obey, 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bosom  reclin'd, 
And  screen'd  from  the  heat  of  the  day. 


AND  PRAISE.  219 

2  Ah  !  show  me  that  happiest  place, 
The  place  of  thy  people's  abode ; 

Where  saints  in  an  ecstacy  gaze, 

And  hang  on  a  crucify'd  God : 
Thy  love  for  a  sinner  declare ; 

Thy  passion  and  death  on  the  tree : 
My  spirit  to  Calvary  bear, 

To  suffer  and  triumph  with  thee. 

3  'Tis  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock, 
There  only  I  covet  to  rest ; 

To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 

Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast : 
'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide, 

And  never  a  moment  depart : 
ConceaPd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side, 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart. 

Trinity— p.  198.]     HYMN  24S.     P.  M. 

COME,  thou  almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise ! 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come,  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 

2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 

And  make  them  fall ; 
Let  thine  Almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made, 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stay'd  : 

Lord,  hear  our  call ! 

3  Come,  thou  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword, 

Our  prayer  attend; 


220  REJOICING 

Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 
And  give  thy  word  success : 
Spirit  of  holiness, 
On  us  descend  ! 

4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear 

In  this  glad  hour ; 
Thou  who  Almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  every  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 

Spirit  of  power  ! 

5  To  the  great  One  and  Three 
Eternal  praises  be 

Hence — evermore ! 
His  sovereign  Majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 
Holstein—v.  171.]     HYMN  249.     8  lines  8s. 

HOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 
When  Jesus  no  longer  I  see  ; 
Sweet   prospects,   sweet   birds,   and   sweet 
flowers, 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me  : 
The  midsummer  sun  shines  but  dim, 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December 's  as  pleasant  as  May. 
2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume, 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice  ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom, 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice  : 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nigh, 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear, 
No  mortal  so  happy  as  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 


AND  PRAISE.  221 

3  Content  with  beholding  his  face, 
My  all  to  his  pleasure  resign'd ; 

No  changes  of  season  or  place 
Would  make  any  change  in  my  mind: 

While  bless'd  with  a  sense  of  his  love, 
A  palace  a  toy  would  appear ; 

And  prisons  would  palaces  prove, 
If  Jesus  would  dwell  with  me  there. 

4  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 
If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song, 

Say  why  do  I  languish  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long  1 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky, 

Thy  soul-cheering  presence  restore : 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  high, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more. 

Queensborough—y.  162.]  HYMN  250.  8s&7s. 

COME,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace : 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  : 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above  ; 
Praise  the  mount — I'm  fix'd  upon  it : 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming  love ! 

2  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 

And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God  ; 
He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  his  precious  blood  ! 

3  O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
Daily  I'm  constraint  to  be  ! 

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222  REJOICING 

Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee : 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 

Here  's  my  heart,  O  take  and  seal  it; 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 

Burnham—y.  130.]    HYMN  251.     4  6s  &  2  8s. 

YE  ransom'd  sinners,  hear, 
The  prisoners  of  the  Lord  : 
And  wait  till  Christ  appear, 

According  to  his  word  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

2  Let  others  hug  their  chains, 
For  sin  and  Satan  plead, 

And  say,  from  sin's  remains 
They  never  can  be  freed  ; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

3  In  God  we  put  our  trust ; 
If  we  our  sins  confess, 

Faithful  is  he,  and  just, 

From  all  unrighteousness 
To  cleanse  us  all,  both  you  and  me  : 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

4  Surely  in  us  the  hope 
Of  glory  shall  appear  ; 

Sinners,  your  heads  lift  up, 

And  see  redemption  near : 
Again,  I  say,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

5  Who  Jesus'  sufferings  share, 
My  fellow  prisoners  now, 

Ye  soon  the  wreath  shall  wear 
On  your  triumphant  brow : 


AND  PRAISE.  223 

Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

6  The  word  of  God  is  sure. 
And  never  can  remove ; 

We  shall  in  heart  be  pure, 

And  perfected  in  love  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

7  Then  let  us  gladly  bring 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise  : 

Let  us  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  glory  in  his  grace  : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

Farnworth—y.  96.]     HYMN  252.     S.  M. 

COME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known  : 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
While  ye  surround  his  throne. 
Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 
Who  never  knew  our  God ; 
But  servants  of  the  heavenly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

2  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
That  all  the  earth  surveys, 

That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 

And  calms  the  roaring  seas ; 

This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love  ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers, 

To  carry  us  above. 

3  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never,  never  sin ; 

There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in : 


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Yea,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

4  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below : 
Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground, 

From  faith  and  hope  may  grow : 

Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry : 
We  're  marching  through  ImmanuePs  ground, 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

Truro— p.  73.]     HYMN  253.    L.  M. 

HAPPY  the  man  that  finds  the  grace, 
The  blessing  of  God's  chosen  race  ; 
The  wisdom  coming  from  above, 
The  faith  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy  beyond  description  he 

Who  knows  "  the  Saviour  died  for  me  !" 
The  gift  unspeakable  obtains, 
And  heavenly  understanding  gains. 

3  Wisdom  divine  !  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandize  ? 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer, 

And  gold  is  dross  compar'd  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  fill'd  with  length  of  days, 
True  riches  and  immortal  praise  : 
Riches  of  Christ,  on  all  bestow'd, 

And  honour  that  descends  from  God. 

5  To  purest  joys  she  all  invites, 
Chaste,  holy,  spiritual  delights;    . 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace. 


AND  PRAISE.  225 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains : 
Thrice  happy  who  his  guest  retains : 
He  owns,  and  shall  for  ever  own, 
"Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven  are  one. 

Suffolk—?.  24.]     HYMN  254.     C.  M. 

HAPPY  the  souls  to  Jesus  join'd, 
And  sav'd  by  grace  alone ; 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 
Their  heaven  on  earth  begun. 

2  The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 
Their  mighty  joys  we  know : 

They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

3  Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praise. 
And  bow  before  thy  throne  ! 

We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace  : 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

4  The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads  ; 
From  thence  our  spirits  rise  ; 

And  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads, 
Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

Wesley—?.  195.]     HYMN  255.     lis  &  12s. 

MY  God,  I  am  thine,  what  a  comfort  divine, 
What  a  blessing  to  know  that  my  Jesus  is 
mine  ! 
In  the  heavenly  Lamb,  thrice  happy  I  am ; 
And  my  heart  doth  rejoice  at  the  sound  of  his 
name. 

2  True  pleasures  abound  ki  the  rapturous  sound ; 
And  whoever  hath  found  it,  hath  paradise  found. 
My  Jesus  to  know,  and  feel  his  blood  flow, 
'Tis  life  everlasting,  'tis  heaven  below. 


226  REJOICING 

3  Yet  onward  I  haste  to  the  heavenly  feast ; 
That,  that  is  the  fulness  ;  but  this  is  the  taste  ! 
And  this  I  shall  prove,  till  with  joy  I  remove 
To  the  heaven  of  heavens  in  Jesus's  love. 

Greenwich  K.— p.  124.]  HYMN  256.  46s&28s. 

LET  earth  and  heaven  agree, 
Angels  and  men  be  join'd, 
To  celebrate  with  me 
The  Saviour  of  mankind  : 
To'  adore  the  all-atoning  Lamb, 
And  bless  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name. 

2  Jesus  !  transporting  sound  ! 
The  joy  of  earth  and  heaven ; 

No  other  help  is  found, 
No  other  name  is  given, 
By  which  we  can  salvation  have ; 
But  Jesus  came  the  world  to  save. 

3  Jesus  !  harmonious  name  ! 
It  charms  the  hosts  above; 

They  ever  more  proclaim, 
And  wonder  at  his  love  ! 
'Tis  all  their  happiness  to  gaze, 
'Tis  heaven  to  see  our  Jesus'  face. 

4  His  name  the  sinner  hears, 
And  is  from  sin  set  free  ; 

'Tis  music  in  his  ears  ; 
'Tis  life  and  victory : 
New  songs  do  now  his  lips  employ, 
And  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy. 

5  Stung  by  the  scorpion  sin, 
My  poor  expiring  sou] 

The  balmy  sound  drinks  in, 
And  is  at  once  made  whole  : 
See  there  my  Lord  upon  the  tree  ! 
I  hear,  I  feel  he  died  for  me. 


AND  PRAISE.  227 

6  O  unexampled  love  ! 

O  all-redeeming  grace ! 
How  swiftly  didst  thou  move 

To  save  a  fallen  race ! 
What  shall  I  do  to  make  it  known, 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  hast  done  1 

7  O  for  a  trumpet  voice, 
On  all  the  world  to  call ! 

To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 
In  him  who  died  for  all ! 
For  all  my  Lord  was  crucify'd  ; 
For  all,  for  all  my  Saviour  died. 

Nazareth— p.  82.]     HYMN  257.    L.  M. 

LORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  sin  ! 
Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 

And  soft,  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts,  their  joys  come  on, 
But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  :  * 

Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  the'  heavenly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasure  grow ! 

And  longing  hopes,  and  cheerful  smiles, 
Sit  undisturb'd  upon  their  brow 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys, 
But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 

In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 


228  REJOICING 

Randall— p.  16.]     HYMN  258.     C.  M. 

THY  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love, 
Unmerited  and  free, 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove, 
And  help  our  misery. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still, 
Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 

That  sav'd,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Thy  goodness  and  thy  truth  to  me, 
To  every  soul  abound  ; 

A  vast  unfathomable  sea, 
Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach. 
So  plenteous  is  the  store  ; 

Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each, 
Enough  for  evermore. 

5  Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are  1 
A  rock  that  cannot  move  : 

A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

6  Throughout  the  universe  it  reigns, 
Unalterably  sure ; 

And  while  the  truth  of  God  remains, 
His  goodness  must  endure. 

Flixton—v.  125.]     HYMN  259.    4  6s  &  2 

REJOICE,  the  Lord  is  King; 
Your  Lord  and  King  adore; 
Mortals,  give  thanks  and  sing, 
And  triumph  evermore; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  again  I  say,  rejoice. 


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2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 
The  God  of  truth  and  love, 

When  he  had  purg'd  our  strains, 
He  took  his  seat  above; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &c. 

3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heaven ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jesus  given ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &c. 

4  He  sits  at  God's  right  hand 
Till  all  his  foes  submit, 

And  bow  to  his  command, 
And  fall  beneath  his  feet ; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &c. 

5  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 
Shall  all  our  sins  destroy ; 

And  every  bosom  swell 
With  pure  seraphic  joy; 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  &c. 

6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 
Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come ; 

And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home ; 
We  soon  shall  hear  the'  archangel's  voice, 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  Rejoice  ! 

Old  German— p.  190.]  HYMN  260.    10s  &  lis, 

OTELL  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain 
store, 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is  o'er : 
A  country  I've  found  where  true  joys  abound, 
To  dwell  I  'm  determin'd  on  that  happy  ground. 

2  The  souls  that  believe  in  paradise  live, 
And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive : 

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230  REJOICING 

My  soul,  don't  delay — he  calls  thee  away, 
Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  the  glad  day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know  what  he  can  bestow, 
What  light,   strength,  and  comfort — go  after 

him,  go ; 
Lo,  onward  I  move  to  a  city  above, 
None  guesses  how  wond'rous  my  journey  will 

prove. 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win  from  death,  hell,  and 

sin, 
'Midst  outward  affliction  shall  feel  Christ  within : 
And  when  I  'm  to  die,  receive  me,  I  '11  cry, 
For  Jesus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find,  we  two  are  so  join'd, 
He  '11  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind : 
So  this  is  the  race  I  'm  running  through  grace, 
Henceforth — till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's  face. 

6  And  now  I  'm  in  care  my  neighbours  may  share 
These  blessings  :  to  seek  them  will  none  of  you 

dare? 
In  bondage,  O  why,  and  death  will  you  lie, 
When  one  here  assures  you  free  grace  is  so  nigh? 

Mount  Tabor— p.  3.]     HYMN  261.     CM. 

MY  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights  ! 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appear, 
My  dawning  is  begun  ; 

Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine, 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 


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If  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 

4  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay, 
At  that  transporting  word, 

Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 
To  see  and  praise  my  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 
I'd  break  through  every  foe ; 

The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith, 
Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 

Martin's  Lane—p.  123.]     HYMN  262.     6  8s. 

I'LL  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God ;  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure : 
He  saves  the'  oppress'd,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

3  The  Lord  pours  eyesight  on  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind ; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace; 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  prisoner  sweet  release. 

4  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 


232  REJOICING 

Delacourt—y.  27.]     HYMN  263.     C.  M. 

LET  every  tongue  tliy  goodness  speak, 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

2  When  sorrows  bow  the  spirit  down, 
When  virtue  lies  distress'd ; 

Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

3  Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel, 
Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry  ; 

And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

4  Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 
From  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 

Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

5  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  thy  praise, 
And  spread  thy  fame  abroad  ; 

Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God. 

Truro— ?.  73.]     HYMN  264.     L.  M. 

PRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise 
Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise  : 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heavenly  flames; 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names  : 
His  wisdom  's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, 

A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

3  Sing  to  the  Lord  ;  exalt  him  high, 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  along  the  sky ; 


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There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

4  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn  ; 
He  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn : 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

5  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force  ? 
The  sprightly  man  or  warlike  horse  1 
The  piercing  wit,  the  active  limb  1 
Are  all  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

6  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight, 
He  views  his  children  with  delight ; 

He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
He  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 

Redeeming  Love—?  145.]     HYMN  265.    4  7s. 

GLORY  be  to  God  on  high, 
God  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  forgiven, 
Man  the  well-belov'd  of  Heaven. 

2  Sovereign  Father,  heavenly  King, 
Thee  we  now  presume  to  sing ; 
Glad  thine  attributes  confess, 
Glorious  all,  and  numberless. 

3  Hail,  by  all  thy  works  ador'd  ! 
Hail,  the  everlasting  Lord  ! 

Thee  with  thankful  hearts  we  prove, 
God  of  power,  and  God  of  love. 

4  Christ  our  Lord  and  God  we  own, 
Christ  the  Father's  only  Son  ; 
Lamb  of  God  for  sinners  slain, 
Saviour  of  offending  man. 

5  Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  Atonement,  Thou  ! 

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234  REJOICING 

Jesus,  in  thy  name  we  pray, 
Take,  O  take  our  sins  away  ! 

6  Powerful  Advocate  with  God, 
Justify  us  by  thy  blood ; 

Bow  thine  ear,  in  mercy  bow, 
Hear,  the  world's  Atonement,  Thou  ! 

7  Hear,  for  thou,  O  Christ,  alone, 
Art  with  thy  great  Father  one ; 
One  the  Holy  Ghost  with  thee ; 
One  supreme  eternal  Three. 

Old  Hundred— p.  74.]     HYMN  266.     L.  M. 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  ; 

And  when  like  wand'ring  sheep  we  stray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise : 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ; 
Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

Ashley— ?.  20.]     HYMN  267.     C.  M. 

SALVATION  !  O  the  joyful  sound  ! 
What  pleasure  to  our  ears  ! 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 


AND  PRAISE.  235 

Glory,  honour,  praise,  and  power, 
Be  unto  the  Lamb  for  ever  I 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer ! 
Hallelujah !  praise  the  Lord ! 

2  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky, 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound.        Glory,  fyc. 

3  Salvation  !  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb  ! 
To  thee  the  praise  belongs  : 

Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 
And  dwell  upon  our  tongues.      Glory,  tyc. 

jfewry—v.  74.]     HYMN  268.     L.  M. 

FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise, 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 
Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

2  Your  lofty  themes,  ye  mortals,  bring, 
In  songs  of  praise  divinely  sing : 
The  great  salvation  loud  proclaim, 
And  shout  for  joy  the  Saviour's  name. 
In  every  land  begin  the  song : 
To  every  land  the  strains  belong ; 
In  cheerful  sounds  all  voices  raise, 
And  fill  the  world  with  loudest  praise. 

Ascension—?.  38.]     HYMN  269.     C.  M. 

COME,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 


236  REJOICING 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 
To  be  exalted  thus : 

Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  hearts  reply, 
For  he  was  slain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 
Honour  and  power  divine  ; 

And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 
To  bless  the  sacred  name 

Of  him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

God  of  Abraham^-?.  201.]    HYMN  270.    P.  M 

THE  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  : 
Ancient  of  everlasting  days, 
And  God  of  love  : 
JEHOVAH,  GREAT  I  AM  ! 
By  earth  and  heaven  confess'd ; 

1  bow  and  bless  the  sacred  Name, 

For  ever  blest. 

2  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 
At  whose  supreme  command 

From  earth  I  rise — and  seek  the  joys 
At  his  right  hand  : 
I  all  on  earth  forsake, 
Its  wisdom,  fame,  and  power ; 
And  him  my  only  portion  make, 
My  shield  and  tower. 

3  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praise, 
Whose  all-sufficient  grace 

Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days 
In  all  his  ways : 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend  ! 
He  calls  himself  my  God ! 


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And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end 
Through  Jesus'  blood ! 

4  He  by  himself  hath  sworn ; 
I  on  his  oath  depend ; 

1  shall  on  eagle's  wings  upborne 

To  heaven  ascend : 
I  shall  behold  his  face, 
I  shall  his  power  adore, 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore. 

Devizes— p.  19.]     HYMN  271.     C.  M. 

MY  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end  1 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace. 

2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust; 
Thy  goodness  I  adore : 

Send  down  thy  grace,  O  blessed  Lord, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
Of  the  celestial  road  : 

And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength, 
To  see  the  Lord  my  God. 

4  Awake  !  awake  !  my  tuneful  powers, 
With  this  delightful  song, 

And  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Nor  think  the  season  long. 

Holstein—v  121.]  HYMN  272.  8  lines  8s. 

THIS,  this  is  the  God  we  adore, 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  Friend, 
Whose  love  is  as  great  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end  : 


238  REJOICING 

'Tis  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home ; 

We  '11  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that 's  to  come. 

Driffield— ip.  157.]     HYMN  273.     P.  M. 

OTHOU  God  of  my  salvation, 
My  Redeemer  from  all  sin  ; 
Mov'd  by  thy  divine  compassion, 
Who  hast  died  my  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  thee,  1  will  praise  thee 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin  1 

2  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour ; 
He  hath  brought  salvation  near  ; 

Manifests  his  pard'ning  favour ; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  body, 
Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 

3  While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying, 
Glory  to  the  great  I  AM  ! 

I  with  them  will  still  be  vying, 
Glory  !  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 

O  how  precious, 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

4  Angels  now  are  hov'ring  round  us, 
Unperceiv'd  they  mix  the  throng, 

Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crown'd  us, 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song : 

Haflelujah, 
Love  and  praise  to  Christ  belong  ! 

5  Now  I  see  with  joy  and  wonder, 
Whence  the  gracious  spring  arose , 

Angel  minds  are  lost  to  ponder 
Dying  love's  mysterious  cause : 

Yet  the  blessing, 
Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows  I 


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6  This  hath  set  me  all  on  fire ; 

Strongly  glows  the  flames  of  love  ; 
Higher  mounts  my  soul,  and  higher, 
Struggles  for  its  swift  remove : 

Then  I'll  praise  him, 
In  a  nobler  strain  above ! 
Paradise— p.  40.]     HYMN  274.     C.  M. 

HOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven ! 
This  earth  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 

I  seek  my  place  in  heaven: 
A  country  far  from  mortal  sight, 

Yet  O  !  by  faith  I  see  ; 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delight, 
The  heaven  prepar'd  for  me. 

2  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours  ! 
While  here  on  earth  we  stay, 

We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 

And  antedate  that  day  : 
We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  conceal'd, 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 

Our  earthen  vessels  fill'd. 

3  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow  ! 
And  let  the  vessels  break  ; 

And  let  our  ransom'd  spirits  go, 

To  grasp  the  God  we  seek ; 
In  rapt'rous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me, 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 

To  all  eternity. 
Triumph—]).  204.]     HYMN  275.     P.  M. 

HEAD  of  the  church  triumphant, 
We  joyfully  adore  thee  ; 
Till  thou  appear,  thy  members  here 
Shall  sing  like  those  in  glory  : 


240  REJOICING 

We  lift  our  hearts  and  voices 
With  blest  anticipation, 
And  cry  aloud,  and  give  to  God 
The  praise  of  our  salvation. 

2  WThile  in  affliction's  furnace, 
And  passing  through  the  fire, 

Thy  love  we  praise  which  knows  no  days, 

And  ever  brings  us  nigher  : 

We  clap  our  hands  exulting 

In  thine  almighty  favour  ; 
The  love  divine,  which  made  us  thine, 

Can  keep  us  thine  for  ever. 

3  Thou  dost  conduct  thy  people 
Through  torrents  of  temptation, 

Nor  will  we  fear  while  thou  art  near, 

The  fire  of  tribulation ; 

The  world  with  sin  and  Satan, 

In  vain  our  march  opposes  ; 
By  thee  we  shall  break  through  them  all, 

And  sing  the  song  of  Moses. 

4  By  faith  we  see  the  glory, 

To  which  thou  shalt  restore  us, 
The  cross  despise  for  that  high  prize, 

Which  thou  hast  set  before  us  : 

And  if  thou  count  us  worthy, 

We  each,  as  dying  Stephen, 
Shall  see  thee  stand  at  God's  right  hand, 

To  take  us  up  to  heaven. 

Sharon—?.  89.]     HYMN  276.     S.  M. 

ALMIGHTY  Maker,  God, 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 
Thy  wonders  how  diffus'd  abroad, 

Throughout  creation's  frame ! 
2  In  native  white  and  red 
The  rose  and  lily  stand, 


AND  PRAISE.  241 

And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  spread, 
To  show  thy  skilful  hand. 

3  The  lark  mounts  up  the  sky, 
With  unambitious  song  ; 

And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high, 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

4  Fain  would  I  rise  and  sing 
To  my  Creator  too  ; 

Fain  would  my  heart  adore  my  King, 
And  give  him  praises  due. 

5  Descend,  celestial  fire, 
And  seize  me  from  above ! 

Wrap  me  in  flames  of  pure  desire, 
A  sacrifice  of  love. 

6  Let  joy  and  worship  spend 
The  remnant  of  my  days  : 

And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend 
In  sweet  perfumes  of  praise. 

Portuguese— p.  190.]    HYMN  277.     10s  &  lis. 

REJOICE  evermore  with  angels  above, 
In  Jesus's  power,  in  Jesus's  love  : 
With  glad  exultation  your  triumph  proclaim, 
Ascribing  salvation  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  our  relief  in  trouble  hast  been ; 
Hast  sav'd  us  from  grief,  hast  sav'd  us  from  sin  : 
The  power  of  thy  Spirit  hath  set  our  hearts  free, 
And  now  we  inherit  all  fulness  in  thee. 

3  All  fulness  of  peace,  all  fulness  of  joy, 
And  spiritual  bliss  that  never  shall  cloy  ; 
To  U3  it  is  given  in  Jesus  to  know, 

A  kingdom  of  heaven,  a  heaven  below. 

4  No  longer  we  join,  while  sinners  invite ; 
Nor  envy  the  swine  their  brutish  delight ; 

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242  REJOICING 

Their  joy  is  all  sadness,  their  mirth  is  all  vain, 
Their  laughter  is  madness,  their  pleasure  is  pain. 
5  O  might  they  at  last  with  sorrow  return, 
The  pleasures  to  taste  for  which  they  were  born : 
Our  Jesus  receiving,  our  happiness  prove, 
The  joy  of  believing,  the  heaven  of  love. 

Baltimore—^  2030     HYMN  278.     6  6s  &  2  8s. 
E  simple  souls  that  stray 
Far  from  the  path  of  peace, 
That  unfrequented  way 

To  life  and  happiness : 
How  long  will  ye  your  folly  love, 

And  throng  the  downward  road, 
And  hate  the  wisdom  from  above, 
And  mock  the  sons  of  God  ? 

2  Madness  and  misery, 
Ye  count  our  lives  beneath, 

And  nothing  great  can  see, 

Or  glorious  in  our  death  : 
As  born  to  suffer  and  to  grieve, 

Beneath  your  feet  we  lie  ; 
And  utterly  contemn'd  we  live, 

And  unlamented  die. 

3  Poor  pensive  sojourners, 
O'erwhelm'd  with  grief  and  woes, 

Perplex'd  with  needless  fears, 

And  pleasure's  mortal  foes  ; 
More  irksome  than  a  gaping  tomb, 

Our  sight  ye  cannot  bear, 
Wrapt  in  the  melancholy  gloom 

Of  fanciful  despair. 

4  So  wretched  and  obscure, 
The  men  whom  ye  despise, 

So  foolish,  weak,  and  poor, 
Above  your  scorn  we  rise  : 


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Our  conscience  in  the  Holy  Ghost, 

Can  witness  better  things  : 
For  He  whose  blood  is  all  our  boast, 

Hath  made  us  priests  and  kings. 

5  Riches  unsearchable, 
In  Jesus'  love  we  know, 

And  pleasures  from  the  well 

Of  life  our  souls  o'erflow  ; 
From  him  the  spirit  we  receive, 

Of  wisdom,  grace,  and  power, 
And  always  sorrowful  we  live, 

Rejoicing  evermore. 

6  Angels  our  servants  are, 
And  keep  hi  all  our  ways, 

And  in  their  hands  they  bear 

The  sacred  sons  of  grace  : 
Our  guardians  to  that  heavenly  bliss, 

They  all  our  steps  attend ; 
And  God  himself  our  Father  is, 

And  Jesus  is  our  Friend. 

7  With  him  we  walk  in  white ; 
We  in  his  image  shine ; 

Our  robes  are  robes  of  light, 

Our  righteousness  divine : 
On  all  the  grov'ling  kings  of  earth, 

With  pity  w^  look  down, 
And  claim,  in  virtue  of  our  birth, 

A  never  fading  crown. 

Tystery—y.  180.]     HYMN  279.     7s  &  6s. 

FT  I  in  my  heart  have  said, 

Who  shall  ascend  on  high, 

Mount  to  Christ,  my  glorious  Head, 

And  bring  him  from  the  sky  % 
Borne  on  contemplation's  wing, 
Surely  I  shall  find  him  there, 


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244  REJOICING 

Where  the  angels  praise  their  King, 
And  gain  the  morning  star. 

2  Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  said, 
Who  to  the  deep  shall  stoop, 

Sink  with  Christ  among  the  dead, 

From  thence  to  bring  him  up  ] 
Could  I  but  my  heart  prepare, 

By  unfeign'd  humility, 
Christ  would  quickly  enter  there, 

And  ever  dwell  in  me. 

3  But  the  righteousness  of  faith 
Hath  taught  me  better  things; 

"Inward  turn  thine  eyes,"  it  saith, 

While  Christ  to  me  it  brings, 
"  Christ  is  ready  to  impart 

Life  to  all,  for  life  who  sigh : 
In  thy  mouth,  and  in  thy  heart, 

The  word  is  ever  nigh." 

Gospel  Trumpet— p.  200.]    HYMN  280.    P.M. 

HARK  !  how  the  Gospel  trumpet  sounds  ! 
Through  all  the  world  the  echo  bounds ! 
And  Jesus,  by  redeeming  blood, 
Is  bringing  sinners  back  to  God: 
And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word 
To  endless  day. 

2  Hail !  all-victorious,  conqu'ring  Lord  ! 
Be  tho\  i  by  all  thy  works  ador'd, 

Who  undertook  for  sinful  man, 
And  brought  salvation  through  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  may  ever  reign 
In  endless  day. 

3  Fight  on,  ye  conqu'ring  souls,  fight  on  ! 
And  when  the  conquest  you  have  won, 
Then  palms  of  victory  you  shall  bear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share  ; 


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And  crowns  of  glory  ever  wear 
In  endless  day. 

4  There  we  shall  in  full  chorus  join, 
With  saints  and  angels  all  combine, 
To  sing  of  his  redeeming  love, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move, 
And  this  shall  be  our  theme  above 
In  endless  day. 

MiUiceni—p.  165.]     HYMN  281.     8s  &  7s. 

HAIL  !  thou  once  despised  Jesus, 
Hail,  thou  everlasting  King, 
Thou  didst  suffer  to  redeem  us  ! 

Thou  didst  free  salvation  bring. 
Hail  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 
By  thy  merits  we  find  favour  : 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 
All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid : 

By  almighty  love  anointed, 

Thou  hast  full  atonement  made  : 

All  thy  people  are  forgiven, 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  ; 

Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven  ; 
,  Peace  is  made  'twixt  man  and  God. 

3  Jesus,  hail !  enthron'd  in  glory, 
There  for  ever  to  abide  ! 

All  the  heavenly  hosts  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side  : 
There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare : 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

4  Worship,  honour,  power,  and  blessing, 
Thou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 

21* 


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Loudest  praises  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give ; 
Help,  ye  bright  augeiic  spirits, 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits ; 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 

Harmony— p.  185.]     HYMN  282.     10s  &  lis. 

WHAT  shall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praise  ! 

So  faithful  and  true,  so  plenteous  in  grace ; 
So  strong  to  deliver,  so  good  to  redeem, 
The  weakest  believer  that  hangs  upon  him. 

2  How  happy  the  man  whose  heart  is  set  free ! 
The  people  that  can  be  joyful  in  thee  : 

Their  joy  is  to  walk  in  the  light  of  thy  face  ; 
And  still  they  are  talking  of  Jesus's  grace. 

3  Their  daily  delight  shall  be  in  thy  name  ; 
They  shall  as  their  light  thy  righteousness  claim : 
Thy  righteousness  wearing,  and  cleans'd  by  thy 

blood, 
Bold  shall  they  appear  in  the  presence  of  God. 

4  For  thou  art  their  boast,  their  glory,  and  power, 
And  I  also  trust  to  see  the  glad  hour, 

My  soul's  new  creation,  a  life  from  the  dead, 
The  day  of  salvation  that  lifts  up  my  head. 

5  For  Jesus,  my  Lord,  is  now  my  defence  ; 

I  trust  in  his  word,  none  plucks  me  from  thence; 
Since  I  have  found  favour,  he  all  things  will  do; 
My  King  and  my  Saviour  shall  make  me  anew. 

6  Yes,  Lord,  I  shall  see  the  bliss  of  thine  own ; 
Thy  secret  to  me  shall  soon  be  made  known  ; 
For  sorrow  and  sadness  I  joy  shall  receive, 
And  share  in  the  gladness  of  all  that  believe. 


AND  PRAISE. 


247 


Berlin— p.  70.]     HYMN  283.    L.  M. 

INTO  thy  gracious  hands  I  fall, 
And  with  the  arms  of  faith  embrace; 

0  King  of  Glory,  hear  my  call ! 

O  raise  me,  heal  me  by  thy  grace  ! 
Now  righteous  through  thy  grace  I  am  : 
No  condemnation  now  I  dread ; 

1  taste  salvation  in  thy  name ; 

Alive  in  thee,  my  living  Head.= 

2  Still  let  thy  wisdom  be  my  guide, 
Nor  take  thy  flight  from  me  away  ; 

Still  with  me  let  thy  grace  abide, 
That  I  from  thee  may  never  stray : 

Let  thy  word  richly  in  me  dwell ; 
Thy  peace  and  love  my  portion  be : 

My  joy  to'  endure  and  do  thy  will, 
Till  perfect  I  am  found  in  thee. 

3  Arm  me  with  thy  whole  armour,  Lord  ! 
Support  my  weakness  with  thy  might ; 

Gird  on  my  thigh  thy  conqu'ring  sword, 
And  shield  me  in  the  threat'ning  fight : 

From  faith  to  faith,  from  grace  to  grace, 
So  in  thy  strength  shall  I  go  on  ; 

Till  heaven  and  earth  flee  from  thy  face, 
And  glory  end  what  grace  begun. 

Nazareth— p.  82.]     HYMN  284.     L.  M. 

THE  day  of  Christ,  the  day  of  God, 
We  humbly  hope,  with  joy  to  see, 
Wash'd  in  the  sanctifying  blood 
Of  an  expiring  Deity. 

2  Who  did  for  us  his  life  resign : 
There  is  no  other  God  but  One; 

For  all  the  plenitude  divine 
Resides  in  the  eternal  Son. 


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3  Spotless,  sincere,  without  offence, 
O  may  we  to  his  day  remain  ! 

Who  trust  the  blood  of  Christ  to  cleanse 
Our  souls  from  every  sinful  stain. 

4  Lord,  we  believe  the  promise  sure  ! 
The  purchas'd  Comforter  impart! 

Apply  thy  blood  to  make  us  pure : 
To  keep  us  pure  in  life  and  heart! 

5  Then  let  us  see  that  day  supreme, 
When  none  thy  Godhead  shall  deny ! 

Thy  sovereign  Majesty  blaspheme, 
Or  count  thee  less  than  the  Most  High. 

6  When  all  who  on  their  God  believe, 
Who  here  thy  last  appearing  love, 

Shall  thy  consummate  joy  receive, 
And  see  thy  glorious  face  above. 

Pastoral  Hymn— p.  114.]  HYMN  285.  6lines8s. 

LO !  God  is  here !  let  us  adore, 
And  own  how  dreadful  is  this  place ! 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 

And  silent  bow  before  his  face  ! 
Who  know  his  power,  his  grace  who  prove, 
Serve  him  with  awe,  with  rev'rence  love. 

2  Lo !  God  is  here !  him  day  and  night 
The'  united  choirs  of  angels  sing: 

To  him  enthron'd  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  praises  bring: 
Disdain  not,  Lord,  our  m«eaner  song, 
Who  praise  thee  with  a  stamm'ring  tongue. 

3  Gladly  the  toys  of  earth  we  leave, 
Wealth,  pleasure,  fame,  for  thee  alone ; 

To  thee  our  will,  soul,  flesh,  we  give, 

O  take  !  O  seal  them  for  thine  own ! 
Thou  art  the  God,  thou  art  the  Lord : 
Be  thou  by  all  thy  works  ador'd ! 


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4  Being  of  beings !  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill : 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 

Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will: 
To  thee  may  all  our  thoughts  arise, 
Ceaseless,  accepted  sacrifice. 

5  In  thee  we  move: — all  things  of  thee 
Are  full,  thou  Source  and  Life  of  all : 

Thou  vast  unfathomable  Sea ! 

(Fall  prostrate,  lost  in  wonder  fall, 
Ye  sons  of  men!  For  God  is  Man!) 
All  may  we  lose,  so  thee  we  gain! 

6  As  flowers  their  op'ning  leaves  display, 
And  glad  drink  in  the  solar  fire, 

So  may  we  catch  thy  every  ray, 

So  may  thy  influence  us  inspire; 
Thou  beam  of  the  eternal  beam ! 
Thou  purging  fire,  thou  quick'ning  flame ! 

Burnham— p.  130.]    HYMN  286.    4  6s  &  2  8s. 

YOUNG  men  and  maidens,  raise 
Your  tuneful  voices  high; 
Old  men  and  children,  praise 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky : 
Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

2  The  universal  King 

Let  all  the  world  proclaim; 
Let  every  creature  sing, 

His  attributes  and  name ! 
Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

3  In  his  great  name  alone 
All  excellencies  meet: 

Who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  shall  for  ever  sit : 


250  REJOICING 

Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

4  Glory  to  God  belongs  ; 

Glory  to  God  be  given; 
Above  the  noblest  songs, 

Of  all  in  earth  and  heaven : 
Him  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
Extol  to  all  eternity. 

Tunbridge— p.  113.]     HYMN  287.     6  lines  8s. 

AND  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood  1 
Died  he  for  me,  who  caus'd  his  pain  ? 
For  me,  who  him  to  death  pursu'd  *? 
Amazing  love !  how  can  it  be, 
That  thou,  my  Lord,  shouldst  die  for  me ! 

2  'Tis  mystery  all !  The  Immortal  dies ! 
Who  can  explore  his  strange  design! 

In  vain  the  first-born  seraph  tries 

To  sound  the  depths  of  love  divine  ! 
'Tis  mercy  all !  let  earth  adore : 
Let  angel  minds  inquire  no  more. 

3  He  left  his  Father's  throne  above; 
(So  free,  so  infinite  his  grace!) 

Emptied  himself  of  all  but  love, 

And  bled  for  Adam's  helpless  race; 
'Tis  mercy  all,  immense  and  free, 
For,  O  my  God,  it  found  out  me! 

4  Long  my  imprison'd  spirit  lay, 

Fast  bound  in  sin  and  nature's  night : 
Thine  eye  diflus'd  a  quick'ning  ray ; 

I  woke;  the  dungeon  flam'd  with  light! 
My  chains  fell  off,  my  heart  was  free, 
I  rose,  went  forth,  and  follow'd  thee. 


AND  PRAISE. 


251 


5  No  condemnation  now  I  dread, 

Jesus,  and  all  in  him  is  mine ! 
Alive  in  him,  my  living  Head, 

And  cloth'd  in  righteousness  divine, 
Bold  I  approach  the  eternal  throne, 
And  claim  the  crown,  through  Christ,  my  own. 

Triumph— p.  204.]     HYMN  288.     P.  M. 

JESUS,  take  all  the  glory ! 
Thy  meritorious  passion 
The  pardon  bought,  thy  mercy  brought 

To  us  the  great  salvation. 
Thee  gladly  we  acknowledge, 
Our  only  Lord  and  Saviour, 
Thy  name  confess,  thy  goodness  bless, 
And  triumph  in  thy  favour. 

2  With  angels  and  archangels, 

We  prostrate  fall  before  thee : 
Again  we  raise  our  souls  in  praise, 

And  thankfully  adore  thee. 
Honour,  and  power,  and  blessing, 

To  thee  be  ever  given, 
By  all  who  know  thy  love  below, 

And  all  our  friends  in  heaven. 

Brewer— y.  58.]     HYMN  289.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  thy  blood  and  righteousness 
My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress: 
'Midst  flaming  worlds  in  these  array'd, 
With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 

2  Bold  shall  I  stand  in  thy  great  day, 
For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay  1 
Fully  absolv'd  through  these  I  am, 
From  sin  and  fear,  from  guilt  and  shame. 

3  The  holy,  meek,  unspotted  Lamb, 
Who  from  the  Father's  bosom  came ; 


252  REJOICING 

Who  died  for  me,  even  me  to'  atone, 
Now  for  my  Lord  and  God  I  own. 

4  Lord,  I  believe  thy  precious  blood, 
Which  at  the  mercy  seat  of  God 
For  ever  doth  for  sinners  plead, 
For  me,  even  for  my  soul  was  shed. 

5  Lord,  I  believe,  were  sinners  more 
Than  sands  upon  the  ocean  shore, 
Thou  hast  for  all  a  ransom  paid, 
For  all  a  full  atonement  made. 

Light-Street— y.  168.]     HYMN  290.    8  lines 8s. 

A  FOUNTAIN  of  Life  and  of  Grace 
In  Christ,  our  Redeemer  we  see: 
For  us,  who  his  offers  embrace ; 

For  all  it  is  open  and  free : 
Jehovah  himself  doth  invite 

To  drink  of  his  pleasures  unknown; 
The  streams  of  immortal  delight, 
That  flow  from  his  heavenly  throne. 

2  As  soon  as  in  him  we  believe, 

By  faith  of  his  Spirit  we  take : 
And,  freely  forgiven,  receive 

The  mercy  for  Jesus's  sake ! 
We  gain  a  pure  drop  of  his  love; 

The  life  of  eternity  know ; 
Angelical  happiness  prove, 

And  witness  a  heaven  below. 

Liberty— p.  108.]     HYMN  291.     6  lines  8s. 

WHAT  am  I,  O  thou  glorious  God  ! 
And  what  my  Father's  house  to  thee? 
That  thou  such  mercies  hast  bestow'd 

On  me,  the  vilest  reptile,  me ! 
I  take  the  blessing  from  above, 
And  wonder  at  thy  boundless  love. 


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2  Me  in  my  blood  thy  love  pass'd  by, 
And  stopp'd  my  ruin  to  retrieve ; 

Wept  o'er  my  soul  thy  pitying  eye; 

Thy  bowels yearn'd,  and  sounded,  "Live!" 
Dying,  I  heard  the  welcome  sound, 
And  pardon  in  thy  mercy  found. 

3  Honour,  and  might,  and  thanks,  and  praise, 
I  render  to  my  pard'ning  God ! 

Extol  the  riches  of  thy  grace, 

And  spread  thy  saving  name  abroad ; 
That  only  name  to  sinners  given, 
Which  lifts  poor  dying  worms  to  heaven. 

4  Jesus,  I  bless  thy  gracious  power, 
And  all  within  me  shouts  thy  Name; 

Thy  Name  let  every  soul  adore, 

Thy  power  let  every  tongue  proclaim: 
Thy  grace  let  every  sinner  know, 
And  find  in  thee  their  heaven  below. 

Amsterdam—?.  176.]     HYMN  292.     7s  &  6s. 

MEET  and  right  it  is  to  sing, 
In  every  time  and  place, 
Glory  to  our  heavenly  King, 

The  God  of  truth  and  grace. 
Join  we  then  with  sweet  accord, 
All  in  one  thanksgiving  join  ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
Eternal  praise  be  thine  ! 

2  Thee,  the  first-born  sons  of  light, 

In  choral  symphonies, 
Praise  by  day,  day  without  night, 

And  never,  never  cease ; 
Angels,  and  archangels,  all 

Praise  the  mystic  Three  in  One  ; 
Sing,  and  stop,  and  gaze,  and  fall 

O'erwhelm'd  before  thy  throne  ! 


254  REJOICING 

3  Vieing  with  that  heavenly  choir, 
Who  chant  thy  praise  above  ; 

We  on  eagles'  wings  aspire, 
The  wings  of  faith  and  love ; 

Thee,  they  sing,  with  glory  crown'd; 
We  extol  the  slaughter'd  Lamb; 

Lower  if  our  voices  sound, 
Our  subject  is  the  same. 

4  Father,  God,  thy  love  we  praise, 
Which  gave  thy  Son  to  die  ; 

Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

Alike  we  glorify ; 
Spirit,  Comforter  divine, 

Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Till  we  in  full  chorus  join, 

And  earth  is  turn'd  to  heaven. 

Farnwortk—p.  96.]     HYMN  293.     S.  M. 

FATHER,  in  whom  we  live, 
In  whom  we  are,  and  move, 
The  glory,  power,  and  praise  receive 
Of  thy  creating  love. 

2  Let  all  the  angel  throng 
Give  thanks  to  God  on  high, 

While  earth  repeats  the  joyful  song, 
And  echoes  through  the  sky. 

3  Incarnate  Deity, 

Let  all  the  ransom'd  race 
Render  in  thanks  their  lives  to  thee, 
For  thy  redeeming  grace  : 

4  The  grace  to  sinners  show'd 
Ye  heavenly  choirs  proclaim, 

And  cry,  Salvation  to  our  God, 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb ! 


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5  Spirit  of  Holiness, 
Let  all  thy  saints  adore 

Thy  sacred  energy,  and  bless 
Thy  heart-renewing  power. 

6  Not  angel  tongues  can  tell 
Thy  love's  ecstatic  height, 

The  glorious  joy  unspeakable, 
The  beatific  sight ! 

7  Eternal  Triune  Lord ! 
Let  all  the  hosts  above, 

Let  all  the  sons  of  men  record, 
And  dwell  upon  thy  love : 

8  When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled 
Before  thy  glorious  face, 

Sing,  all  the  saints  thy  love  hath  made, 
Thine  everlasting  praise ! 

Middletown—ip.  152.}    HYMN  294.    8  lines  7s. 

JESUS  is  our  common  Lord, 
He  our  loving  Saviour  is  ; 
By  his  death  to  life  restor'd, 

Misery  we  exchange  for  bliss. 
Bliss  to  carnal  minds  unknown: 

O  'tis  more  than  tongue  can  tell ! 
Only  to  believers  shown  : 
Glorious  and  unspeakable. 

2  Christ,  our  Brother  and  our  Friend, 

Shows  us  his  eternal  love : 
Never  shall  our  triumphs  end, 

Till  we  take  our  seats  above 
Let  us  walk  with  him  in  white, 

For  our  bridal  day  prepare  ; 
For  our  partnership  in  light, 

For  our  glorious  meeting  there ! 


256  REJOICING 

Paradise— p.  40.]     HYMN  295.     CM. 

O'TIS  delight,  without  alloy, 
Jesus,  to  hear  thy  name  ; 
My  spirit  leaps  with  inward  joy, 
I  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

2  My  passions  hold  a  pleasing  reign, 
When  love  inspires  my  breast, 

Love,  the  divinest  of  the  train, 
The  sovereign  of  the  rest. 

3  This  is  the  grace  must  live  and  sing, 
When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease, 

Must  sound  from  every  joyful  string 
Through  the  sweet  groves  of  bliss. 

4  Let  life  immortal  seize  my  clay; 
Let  love  refine  my  blood; 

Her  flames  can  bear  my  soul  away 
Can  bring  me  near  my  God. 

5  Swift  I  ascend  the  heavenly  place, 
And  hasten  to  my  home, 

I  leap  to  meet  thy  kind  embrace, 
I  come,  O  Lord,  I  come. 

6  Sink  down,  ye  separating  hills, 
Let  sin  and  death  remove ; 

'Tis  love  that  drives  my  chariot  wheels, 
And  death  must  yield  to  love. 

Swanwick—?.  15.]     HYMN  296.     C.  M. 

THE  wisdom  own'd  by  all  thy  sons, 
To  me,  O  God,  impart, 
The  knowledge  of  the  holy  Ones, 

The  understanding  heart. 
Thy  name,  O  holy  Father,  tell 
To  one  who  would  believe  ; 
To  me  thine  only  Son  reveal, 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  give. 


AND  PRAISE.  257 

2  'Tis  life,  eternal  life,  to  know 

The  heavenly  Persons  mine : 
Father,  and  Son,  and  Spirit  bestow, 

That  precious  faith  divine  ! 
A  Trinity  in  Unity, 

My  soul  shall  then  adore: 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  worship  thee, 

Jehovah,  evermore. 

Josiah—ip.  177.]     HYMN  297.     8  lines  7s  &  6s. 

GOD  of  Israel's  faithful  three, 
Who  brav'd  the  tyrant's  ire, 
Nobly  scorn'd  to  bow  the  knee, 

And  walk'd  unhurt  in  fire : 
Breathe  their  faith  into  my  breast ; 

Arm  me  in  this  fiery  hour; 
Stand,  O  Son  of  Man,  confest 
In  all  thy  saving  power ! 

2  For  while  thou,  my  Lord,  art  nigh, 
My  soul  disdains  to  fear; 

Sin  and  Satan  I  defy, 

Still  impotently  near; 
Earth  and  hell  their  wars  may  wage, 

Calm  I  mark  their  vain  design; 
Smile  to  see  them  idly  rage 

Against  a  child  of  thine. 

3  Unto  thee,  my  Help,  my  Hope, 
My  Safeguard,  and  my  Tower, 

Confident  I  still  look  up, 

And  still  receive  thy  power; 
All  the  alien's  host  I  chase, 

Blast  and  scatter  with  mine  eyes ; 
Satan  comes ;  I  turn  my  face ; 

And,  lo  !  the  tempter  flies ! 

4  Sin  in  me,  the  inbred  foe, 
Awhile  subsists  in  chains : 


258  REJOICING  AND  PRAISE. 

But  thou  all  thy  power  shalt  show, 

And  slay  its  last  remains ; 
Thou  hast  conquer'd  my  desire, 

Thou  shalt  quench  it  with  thy  blood; 
Fill  me  with  a  purer  fire, 

And  make  me  all  like  God. 

Firmament— y.  65.]     HYMN  298.     L.  M. 

THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens  (a  shining  frame) 
Their  great  Original  proclaim : 
The'  unwearied  sun  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  Almighty  hand. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wond'rous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth: 

While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  ball ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  the  radiant  orbs  be  found ; 

In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  ever  singing  as  they  shine, 
' The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 


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Cookham—y.  147.]     HYMN  299.     4  lines  7s. 

JESUS  comes  with  all  his  grace, 
Comes  to  save  a  fallen  race; 
Object  of  our  glorious  hope, 
Jesus  comes  to  lift  us  up ! 

2  Let  the  living  stones  cry  out; 
Let  the  sons  of  Abraham  shout : 
Praise  we  all  our  lowly  King; 
Give  him  thanks;  rejoice  and  sing. 

3  He  hath  our  salvation  wrought ; 
He  our  captive  souls  hath  bought: 
He  hath  reconcil'd  to  God: 

He  hath  wash'd  us  in  his  blood. 

4  We  are  now  his  lawful  right; 
Walk  as  children  of  the  light : 
We  shall  soon  obtain  the  grace, 
Pure  in  heart  to  see  his  face. 

5  We  shall  gain  our  calling's  prize; 
After  God  we  all  shall  rise, 

Fill'd  with  joy,  and  love,  and  peace, 
Perfected  in  holiness. 

6  Let  us  then  rejoice  in  hope, 
Steadily  to  Christ  look  up : 
Trust  to  be  redeem'd  from  sin, 
Wait,  till  he  appear  within. 

7  Fools  and  madmen  let  us  be, 
Yet  is  our  sure  trust  in  thee  : 
Faithful  is  the  promis'd  word, 
We  shall  all  be  as  our  Lord. 

8  Hasten,  Lord,  the  perfect  day : 
Let  thy  every  servant  say, 


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"  I  have  now  obtain'd  the  power, 
Born  of  God  to  sin  no  more." 

Newry—y.  74.]     HYMN  300.     L.  M. 

O  JESUS,  full  of  truth  and  grace, 
O  all-atoning  Lamb  of  God, 

1  wait  to  see  thy  lovely  face, 

I  seek  redemption  in  thy  blood! 

2  Now  in  thy  strength  I  strive  with  thee, 
My  friend  and  advocate  with  God ; 

Give  me  the  glorious  liberty, 
Grant  me  the  purchase  of  thy  blood. 

3  Thou  art  the  anchor  of  my  hope, 
The  faithful  promise  I  receive ; 

Surely  thy  death  shall  raise  me  up, 
For  thou  hast  died  that  I  might  live. 

4  Satan  with  all  his  arts,  no  more 

Me  from  the  Gospel  hope  can  move ; 

1  shall  receive  the  gracious  power, 

And  find  the  pearl  of  perfect  love. 

5  My  flesh,  which  cries  "it  cannot  be," 
Shall  silence  keep  before  the  Lord ; 

And  earth,  and  hell,  and  sin  shall  flee 
At  Jesus'  everlasting  word. 

Jllfreton—Y>.  60.]     HYMN  301.     L.  M. 

COME,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above ! 
Assist  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace ; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love, 
And  for  thyself  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill, 
And  set  my  longing  spirit  free  ; 

Which  pants  to  have  no  other  will, 
But  night  and  day  to  feast  on  thee. 


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3  While  in  this  region  here  below, 
No  other  good  will  I  pursue : 

I'll  bid  this  world  of  noise  and  show, 
With  all  its  glitt'ring  snares,  adieu. 

4  That  path  with  humble  speed  I'll  seek, 
In  which  tny  Saviour's  footsteps  shine, 

Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  speak, 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

5  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 
Divide  this  consecrated  soul ; 

Possess  it  thou,  who  hast  the  right, 
As  Lord  and  Master  of  the  whole. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  desire, 
But  thy  pure  love  within  my  breast; 

This,  only  this,  will  I  require, 
And  freely  give  up  all  the  rest. 

Camberwell—^.  105.]     HYMN  302.     S.  M. 

HE  thing  my  God  doth  hate, 
That  I  no  more  may  do, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create, 
And  all  my  soul  renew: 
My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine, 
Abhor  the  thing  unclean, 
And  sanctify'd  by  love  divine, 
For  ever  cease  from  sin. 

2  That  blessed  law  of  thine, 
Jesus,  to  me  impart ; 

The  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 

O  write  it  in  my  heart ! 

Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove, 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 

The  perfect  law  of  love. 

3  Thy  nature  be  my  law, 
Thy  spotless  sanctity; 


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And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 

My  happy  soul  to  thee. 

Soul  of  my  soul  remain! 

Who  didst  for  all  fulfil, 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfil  again, 

Thy  heavenly  Father's  will. 

Mount  Tabor— ?.  3.]     HYMN  303.     C.  M. 

OFOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 
A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ! 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for.  me. 

2  A  heart  resign'd,  submissive,  meek, 
My  great  Redeemer's  throne : 

Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly  contrite  heart, 
Believing,  true,  and  clean ! 

Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  Him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renew'd, 
And  full  of  love  divine  ; 

Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

5  Thy  tender  heart  is  still  the  same, 
And  melts  at  human  wo  ; 

Jesus,  for  thee  distress'd  I  am, 
I  want  thy  love  to  know. 

6  My  heart,  thou  know'st,  can  never  rest, 
Till  thou  create  my  peace, 

Till  of  my  Eden  repossess'd  ; 
From  every  sin  I  cease. 

7  Fruit  of  thy  gracious  lips,  on  me 
Bestow  that  peace  unknown  ; 


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The  hidden  manna,  and  the  tree 

Of  life,  and  the  white  stone. 
8  Thy  nature,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 

Come  quickly  from  above; 
Write  thy  new  name  upon  my  heart, 

Thy  new  best  name  of  love. 

Broadmead—^.  115.]    HYMN  304.    6  lines  8s. 

THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 
Whose  depth  unfathom'd,  no  man  knows : 

1  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light, 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose  : 
My  heart  is  pain'd,  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  finds  rest  in  thee. 

2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 
The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove  ; 

And  fain  I  would  ;  but  though  my  will 

Seem  fixt,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove ; 
Yet  hindrances  strow  all  the  way ; 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 

3  'Tis  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 
My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee  ! 

Yet  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wand'ring  soul  shall  see ; 
O  when  shall  all  my  wand'rings  end, 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee  ward  tend  ! 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun, 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  shared 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there ! 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 

5  O  hide  this  self  from  me,  that  I 

No  more,  but  Christ  in  me  may  live  ! 
My  vile  affections  crucify, 

Nor  let  one  darling  lust  survive  ! 


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In  all  things  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire,  or  seek  but  thee  ! 

6  O  Love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 

To  save  me  from  low-thoughted  care ; 
Chase  this  self-will  through  all  my  heart, 

Through  all  its  latent  mazes  there: 
Make  me  thy  duteous  child,  that  I 
Ceaseless  may  Abba,  Father,  cry. 

7  Ah  no ;  ne'er  will  I  backward  turn : 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  alone  I  am : 

Thrice  happy  he  who  views  with  scorn 
Earth's  toys,  for  thee  his  constant  flame : 

O  help  that  I  may  never  move, 
From  the  blest  footsteps  of  thy  love  ! 

8  Each  moment  draw  from  earth  away 
My  heart,  that  lowly  waits  thy  call ; 

Speak  to  my  inmost  soul,  and  say, 

"  I  am  thy  Love,  thy  God,  thy  All !" 
To  feel  thy  power,  to  hear  thy  voice, 
To  taste  thy  love,  be  all  my  choice. 

Axbridge—y.  17.]     HYMN  305.     C.  M. 

FOR  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be, 
Close  to  thy  bleeding  side ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, 
For  me  the  Saviour  died. 

2  My  dying  Saviour,  and  my  God, 
Fountain  for  guilt  and  sin, 

Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own ; 
Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art: 

Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone, 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 


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4  The'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 

Till  faith  to  sight  improve; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die, 

And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

Clarendon— $.  33.]     HYMN  306.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  my  life,  thyself  apply, 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  breathe: 
My  vile  affections  crucify, 
Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

2  Conqu'ror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin, 
Still  with  the  rebel  strive : 

Enter  my  soul  and  work  within, 
And  kill  and  make  alive. 

3  More  of  thy  life,  and  more  I  have, 
As  the  old  Adam  dies  : 

Bury  me,  Saviour,  in  thy  grave, 
That  I  with  thee  may  rise. 

4  Reign  in  me,  Lord,  thy  foes  control, 
Who  would  not  own  thy  sway; 

Diffuse  thine  image  through  my  soul, 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

5  Scatter  the  last  remains  of  sin, 
And  seal  me  thine  abode  ; 

O  make  me  glorious  all  within, 
A  temple  built  by  God. 

Townhead—v.  144.]     HYMN  307.     4  lines  7s. 

HOLY  Lamb,  who  thee  receive, 
Who  in  thee  begin  to  live, 
Day  and  night  they  cry  to  thee, 
As  thou  art,  so  let  us  be  ! 

2  Jesus,  see  my  panting  breast ! 
See  I  pant  in  thee  to  rest ! 
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Gladly  would  I  now  be  clean ; 
Cleanse  me  now  from  every  sin. 

3  Fix,  O  fix  my  wav'ring  mind  ! 
To  thy  cross  my  spirit  bind : 
Earthly  passions  far  remove  ; 
Swallow  up  my  soul  in  love. 

4  Dust  and  ashes  though  we  be, 
Full  of  sin«and  misery, 

Thine  we  are,  thou  Son  of  God ; 
Take  the  purchase  of  thy  blood  ! 

5  Who  in  heart  on  thee  believes, 
He  the'  atonement  now  receives : 
He  with  joy  beholds  thy  face, 
Triumphs  in  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

6  See,  ye  sinners,  see  the  flame, 
Rising  from  the  slaughter'd  Lamb, 
Marks  the  new,  the  living  way, 
Leading  to  eternal  day. 

7  Jesus,  when  this  light  we  see, 
All  our  soul 's  athirst  for  thee ; 
When  thy  quick'ning  power  we  prove, 
All  our  heart  dissolves  in  love. 

8  Boundless  wisdom,  power  divine, 
Love  unspeakable,  are  thine  ; 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Sons  of  earth,  and  hosts  of  heaven. 

/rerce— p.  200.]     HYMN  308.     2  6s  &  4  7s. 

JESUS,  thou  art  our  King  ! 
To  me  thy  succour  bring — 
Christ,  the  mighty  One  art  thou, 

Help  for  all  on  thee  is  laid : 
This  the  word;  I  claim  it  now; 
Send  me  now  the  promis'd  aid. 


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2  High  on  thy  Father's  throne, 
O  look  with  pity  down  ! 

Help,  O  help,  attend  my  call, 

Captive  lead  captivity : 
King  of  glory,  Lord  of  all, 

Christ,  be  Lord,  be  King  to  me ! 

3  I  pant  to  feel  thy  sway, 
And  only  thee  to'  obey ; 

Thee  my  spirit  gasps  to  meet : 
This  my  one,  my  ceaseless  prayer, 

Make,  O  make  my  heart  thy  seat ; 
O  set  up  thy  kingdom  there  ! 

4  Triumph  and  reign  in  me, 
And  spread  thy  victory ; 

Hell,  and  death,  and  sin  control, 
Pride,  and  wrath,  and  every  foe, 

All  subdue  ;  through  all  my  soul, 
Conqu'ring,  and  to  conquer  go. 

Paradise— v  40-]     HYMN  309.     C.  M. 

LORD,  I  believe  thy  every  word, 
Thy  every  promise  true  ; 
And  lo  !  I  wait  on  thee,  my  Lord, 
Till  I  my  strength  renew. 

2  If  in  this  feeble  flesh  I  may 
Awhile  show  forth  thy  praise, 

Jesus,  support  the  tott'ring  clay, 
And  lengthen  out  my  days. 

3  If  such  a  worm  as  I  can  spread 
The  common  Saviour's  name, 

Let  Him  who  rais'd  thee  from  the  dead, 
Quicken  my  mortal  frame. 

4  Still  let  me  live  thy  blood  to  show, 
Which  purges  every  stain ; 


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And  gladly  linger  out  below 
A  few  more  years  in  pain. 

5  Spare  me  till  I  my  strength  of  soul, 
Till  I  thy  love  retrieve: 

Till  faith  shall  make  my  spirit  whole, 
And  perfect  soundness  give. 

6  For  this  in  steadfast  hope  I  wait, 
Now,  Lord,  my  soul  restore : 

Now  the  new  heavens  and  earth  create, 
And  I  shall  sin  no  more. 

Love  Divine— p.  167.]     HYMN  310.     8s  &  7s. 

LOVE  divine,  all  loves  excelling, 
Joy  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down; 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown ! 
Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation  ; 
Enter  every  trembling  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit, 
Into  every  troubled  breast ! 

Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  that  second  rest. 
Take  away  our  bent  to  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be, 
End  of  faith  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty. 

3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver 
Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 

Suddenly  return,  and  never, 
Never  more  thy  temples  leave: 

Thee  we  would  be  always  blessing, 
Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above, 

Pray  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing, 
Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 


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4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation, 

Pure  and  spotless  let  us  be ; 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restor'd  in  thee : 
Chang'd  from  glory  into  glory, 

Till  in  heaven  we  take  our  place, 
Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 

Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise  ! 

Forest— $.  59.]     HYMN  311.     L.  M. 

OTH  AT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone ! 
O  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down  ! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

2  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long  to  find : 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 

Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free ; 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove  ; 

The  cross  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

5  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power ; 
My  heart  from  every  sin  release ; 

Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 

6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay : 

Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear  ! 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away ! 
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Dudley—]).  153.]     HYMN  312.     8  lines  7s. 

LIGHT  of  life,  seraphic  fire, 
Love  divine,  thyself  impart : 
Every  fainting  soul  inspire  ; 

Shine  in  every  drooping  heart : 
Every  mournful  sinner  cheer, 

Scatter  all  our  guilty  gloom  : 
Son  of  God,  appear  !  appear  ! 
To  thy  human  temples  come. 

2  Come  in  this  accepted  hour ; 

Bring  thy  heavenly  kingdom  in ; 
Fill  us  with  thy  glorious  power, 

Rooting  out  the  seeds  of  sin  : 
Nothing  more  can  we  require, 

We  will  covet  nothing  less  ; 
Be  thou  all  our  heart's  desire, 

All  our  joy,  and  all  our  peace. 

Hotham—y.  151.]     HYMN  313.     8  lines  7s. 

GOD  of  all-redeeming  grace, 
By  thy  pard'ning  love  compelPd, 
Up  to  thee  our  souls  we  raise, 
Up  to  thee  our  bodies  yield; 
Thou  our  sacrifice  receive, 

Acceptable  through  thy  Son, 
While  to  thee  alone  we  live, 
While  we  die  to  thee  alone. 

2  Meet  it  is,  and  just,  and  right, 

That  we  should  be  wholly  thine ; 
In  thy  only  will  delight, 

In  thy  blessed  service  join : 
O  that  every  work  and  word 

Might  proclaim  how  good  thou  art ; 
"  Holiness  unto  the  Lord," 

Still  be  written  on  our  heart ! 


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Suffolk— p.  24.]     HYMN  314.     CM. 

LET  Him  to  whom  we  now  belong, 
His  sovereign  right  assert; 
And  take  up  every  thankful  song, 
And  every  loving  heart. 

2  He  justly  claims  us  for  his  own, 
Who  bought  us  with  a  price  : 

The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone, 
To  Christ  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jesus,  thine  own  at  last  receive, 
Fulfil  our  hearts'  desire  ; 

And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live, 
And  in  thy  cause  expire  ! 

4  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign ; 
With  joy  we  render  thee 

Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine 
To  all  eternity. 

PlymouthDock—ipA09.]  HYMN  315.  6lines8s. 

BEHOLD,  the  servant  of  the  Lord  ! 
I  wait  thy  guiding  eye  to  feel, 
To  hear  and  keep  thy  every  word, 

To  prove  and  do  thy  perfect  will ; 
Joyful  from  my  own  works  to  cease, 
Glad  to  fulfil  all  righteousness. 

2  Me,  if  thy  grace  vouchsafe  to  use, 
Meanest  of  all  thy  creatures,  me, 

The  deed,  the  time,  the  manner  choose ; 

Let  all  my  fruit  be  found  of  thee ; 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
By  thee  to  full  perfection  brought. 

3  My  every  weak,  though  good  design, 
O'errule,  or  change,  as  seems  thee  meet ; 

Jesus,  let  all  my  work  be  thine  ! 
Thy  work,  O  Lord,  is  all  complete, 


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And  pleasing  in  thy  Father's  sight ; 
Thou  only  hast  done  all  things  right. 
4  Here  then  to  thee  thine  own  I  leave ; 

Mould  as  thou  wilt  thy  passive  clay  : 
But  let  me  all  thy  stamp  receive, 

But  let  me  all  thy  words  obey  : 
Serve  with  a  single  heart  and  eye, 
And  to  thy  glory  live  and  die. 

Turin— p.  148.]     HYMN  316.     6  lines  7s. 

FATHER,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  host, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done ; 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven  \ 
%  Vilest  of  the  sinful  race, 

Lo  !  I  answer  to  thy  call : 
Meanest  vessel  of  thy  grace, 

Grace  divinely  free  for  all ; 
Lo  !  I  come  to  do  thy  will, 
All  thy  counsel  to  fulfil. 

3  If  so  poor  a  worm  as  I 
May  to  thy  great  glory  live, 

All  my  actions  sanctify, 

All  my  words  and  thoughts  receive ; 
Claim  me  for  thy  service,  claim 
All  I  have,  and  all  I  am. 

4  Take  my  soul  and  body's  powers: 
Take  my  memory,  mind,  and  will : 

All  my  goods,  and  all  my  hours, 

All  I  know,  and  all  I  feel ; 
All  I  think,  or  speak,  or  do ; 
Take  my  heart !  but  make  it  new  ! 

5  Now,  my  God,  thine  own  I  am, 
Now  I  give  thee  back  thine  own : 


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Freedom,  friends,  and  health,  and  fame, 

Consecrate  to  thee  alone  : 
Thine  I  live,  thrice  happy  I ! 
Happier  still  if  thine  I  die. 

6  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 

As  by  the  celestial  host, 

Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done  : 

Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given, 

Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven ! 

Matthias—?.  103.]     HYMN  317.     S.  M 

JESUS,  my  Truth,  my  Way, 
My  sure  unerring  Light, 
On  thee  my  feeble  steps  1  stay, 
Which  thou  wilt  guide  aright. 

2  My  Wisdom  and  my  Guide, 
My  Counsellor  thou  art; 

O  never  let  me  leave  thy  side, 
Or  from  thy  paths  depart. 

3  I  lift  mine  eyes  to  thee, 
Thou  gracious  bleeding  Lamb, 

That  I  may  now  enlighten'd  be, 
And  never  put  to  shame. 

4  Never  will  I  remove 

Out  of  thy  hands  my  cause ; 
But  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love, 
And  hang  upon  thy  cross. 

5  Teach  me  the  happy  art, 
In  all  things  to  depend 

On  thee  ;  O  never,  Lord,  depart, 
But  love  me  to  the  end. 

6  Still  stir  me  up  to  strive 
With  thee  in  strength  divine ; 


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And  every  moment,  Lord,  revive 
This  fainting  soul  of  mine. 

7  Persist  to  save  my  soul, 
Throughout  the  fiery  hour, 

Till  I  am  every  whit  made  whole, 
And  show  forth  all  thy  power. 

8  Through  fire  and  water  bring 
Into  the  wealthy  place ; 

And  teach  me  the  new  song  to  sing, 
When  perfected  in  grace  ! 

9  O  make  me  all  like  thee, 
Before  I  hence  remove  ! 

Settle,  confirm,  and  'stablish  me, 
And  build  me  up  in  love. 

10  Let  me  thy  witness  live, 
When  sin  is  all  destroy'd  ; 

And  then  my  spotless  soul  receive, 
And  take  me  home  to  God. 

Denizes—?.  19.]     HYMN  318.     C.  M. 

MY  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
And  will  not  quit  my  claim, 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 
And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling  hand, 
And  will  not  let  thee  go, 

Till  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

3  Jesus,  thine  all-victorious  love 
Shed  in  my  heart  abroad  : 

Then  shall  my  feet  no  longer  rove, 
Rooted  and  fixt  in  God. 

4  O  that  in  me  the  sacred  fire, 
Might  now  begin  to  glow  ! 


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Burn  up  the  dross  of  base  desire, 
And  make  the  mountains  flow  ! 

5  O  that  it  now  from  heaven  might  fall, 
And  all  my  sins  consume  : 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  thee  I  call, 
Spirit  of  burning,  come. 

6  Refining  fire,  go  through  my  heart, 
Illuminate  my  soul ; 

Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 

7  Sorrow  and  sin  shall  then  expire, 
When  enter'd  into  rest, 

1  only  live  my  God  to'  admire, 

My  God  for  ever  blest ! 

8  My  steadfast  soul  from  falling  free, 
Shall  then  no  longer  move  ; 

But  Christ  be  all  the  world  to  me, 
And  all  my  heart  be  love. 

Light-Street— p.  168.]    HYMN  319.   8  lines  8s. 

WHAT  now  is  my  object  and  aim  ? 
What  now  is  my  hope  and  desire  % 
To  follow  the  heavenly  Lamb, 
And  after  his  image  aspire  : 
My  hope  is  all  centred  in  thee ; 

I  trust  to  recover  thy  love  : 

On  earth  thy  salvation  to  see, 

And  then  to  enjoy  it  above. 

2  I  thirst  for  a  life-giving  God, 
A  God  that  on  Calvary  died  : 

A  fountain  of  water  and  blood, 

That  gush'd  from  Immanuel's  side  ! 

I  gasp  for  the  streams  of  thy  love, 
The  spirit  of  rapture  unknown ; 

And  then  to  redrink  it  above, 
Eternally  fresh  from  the  throne. 


276  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

Euphrates—?.  182.]    HYMN  320.   7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

EVER  fainting  with  desire, 
For  thee,  O  Christ,  I  call ; 
Thee  I  restlessly  require, 

I  want  my  God,  my  All ! 
Jesus,  dear  redeeming  Lord, 

I  wait  thy  coming  from  above  : 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 
And  perfect  me  in  love. 

2  Wilt  thou  suffer  me  to  go 
Lamenting  all  my  days*! 

Shall  I  never,  never  know 

Thy  sanctifying  grace  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  thy  light  afford, 

The  darkness  from  my  soul  remove  1 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

3  Lord,  if  I  on  thee  believe, 
Thy  perfect  love  impart; 

With  the'  indwelling  Spirit  give 

A  new,  a  contrite  heart ; 
If  with  love  thy  heart  be  stor'd, 

If  now  o'er  me  thy  bowels  move, 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

4  Let  me  gain  my  calling's  hope, 
O  make  the  sinner  clean  ! 

Dry  corruption's  fountain  up, 

Cut  off  the'  entail  of  sin: 
Take  me  into  thee,  my  Lord, 

And  I  shall  then  no  longer  rove  : 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

5  Thou,  my  Life,  my  Treasure  be, 
My  Portion  here  below : 


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Nothing  would  I  seek  but  thee, 

Thee  only  would  I  know ; 
My  exceeding  great  Reward, 

My  Heaven  on  earth,  my  Heaven  above : 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

6  Grant  me  now  the  bliss  to  feel 

Of  those  that  are  in  thee: 
Son  of  God,  thyself  reveal, 

Engrave  thy  Name  on  me  ! 
As  in  heaven,  be  here  ador'd, 

And  let  me  now  the  promise  prove, 
Help  me,  Saviour,  speak  the  word, 

And  perfect  me  in  love. 

Liberty— p  103.]     HYMN  321.    6  lines  8s. 

FIRST  PART. 

JESUS,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 
No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare ; 
O  knit  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 

And  reign  without  a  rival  there ! 
Thine  wholly,  thine  alone  I  am; 
Be  thou  alone  my  constant  flame. 

2  O  grant  that  nothing  in  my  soul 
May  dwell,  but  thy  pure  love  alone  ! 

O  may  thy  love  possess  me  whole, 

My  joy,  my  treasure,  and  my  crown! 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  heart  remove  : 
My  every  act,  word,  thought,  be  love. 

3  O  Love,  how  cheering  is  thy  ray  ! 
All  pain  before  thy  presence  flies; 

Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away, 

Where'er  thy  healing  beams  arise; 
O  Jesus,  nothing  may  I  see, 
Nothing  desire  or  seek  but  thee ! 
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278  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

4  Unwearied  may  I  this  pursue, 
Dauntless  to  the  high  prize  aspire; 

Hourly  within  my  soul  renew 

This  holy  flame,  this  heavenly  fire : 

And  day  and  night,  be  all  my  care 

To  guard  the  sacred  treasure  there. 

SECOND  PART. 

MY  Saviour,  thou  thy  love  to  me 

In  shame,  in  want,  in  pain  hast  show'd; 

For  me  on  the  accursed  tree, 

Thou  pouredst  forth  thy  guiltless  blood  ! 

Thine  image  on  my  heart  impress, 

Nor  aught  shall  the  lov'd  stamp  efface. 

2  More  hard  than  marble  is  my  heart, 
And  foul  with  sins  of  deepest  stain; 

But  thou  the  mighty  Saviour  art; 

Nor  flow'd  thy  cleansing  blood  in  vain : 
Ah,  soften,  melt  this  rock,  and  may 
Thy  blood  wash  all  these  stains  away ! 

3  O  that  I,  as  a  little  child, 

May  follow  thee  and  never  rest, 
Till  sweetly  thou  hast  breath'd  thy  mild 

And  lowly  mind  into  my  breast ; 
Nor  ever  may  we  parted  be, 
Till  I  become  one  spirit  with  thee. 

4  Still  let  thy  love  point  out  my  way ; 
How  wond'rous  things  thy  love  hath 

wrought ; 
Still  lead  me,  lest  I  go  astray : 

Direct  my  work,  inspire  my  thought; 
And  if  I  fall,  soon  may  I  hear 

Thy  voice,  and  know  that  love  is  near. 

5  In  sufPring  be  thy  love  my  peace, 
In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power; 


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Ajd  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

Jesus,  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death  as  life  be  thou  my  guide, 

And  save  me,  who  for  me  hast  died. 

Redeeming  Love—ip.  145.]     HYMN  322.    4  7s. 

SAVIOUR  of  the  sin-sick  soul, 
Give  me  faith  to  make  me  whole; 
Finish  thy  great  work  of  grace ; 
Cut  it  short  in  righteousness. 

2  Speak  the  second  time,  "Be  clean!" 
Take  away  my  inbred  sin : 

Every  stumbling  block  remove  ; 
Cast  it  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  Nothing  less  will  I  require. 
Nothing  more  can  I  desire  : 
None  but  Christ  to  me  be  given ; 
None  but  Christ  in  earth  or  heaven. 

4  O  that  I  might  now  decrease  ! 
O  that  all  I  am  might  cease  ! 
Let  me  into  nothing  fall ! 

Let  my  Lord  be  all  in  all ! 

Bethel— ?.  14.]     HYMN  323.     C.  M. 

LORD,  I  believe  a  rest  remains, 
To  all  thy  people  known ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
And  thou  art  lov'd  alone  : 

2  A  rest,  where  all  our  soul's  desire 
Is  nxt  on  things  above; 

Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know 
Believe,  and  enter  in  ! 


280  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

Now,  Saviour,  now  the  power  bestow. 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin  ! 

4  Remove  this  hardness  from  my  heart, 
This  unbelief  remove : 

To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

5  I  would  be  thine,  thou  know'st  I  would, 
And  have  thee  all  my  own ; 

Thee, — O  my  all-sufficient  Good  ! 
I  want, — and  thee  alone. 

6  Thy  name  to  me,  thy  nature  grant ! 
This,  only  this  be  given : 

Nothing  beside  my  God  I  want ; 
Nothing  in  earth  or  heaven. 

7  Come,  O  my  Saviour,  come  away ! 
Into  my  soul  descend  ! 

No  longer  from  thy  creature  stay, 
My  Author  and  my  End  ! 

8  The  bliss  thou  hast  for  me  prepar'd, 
No  longer  be  delay'd  ; 

Come,  my  exceeding  great  Reward, 
For  whom  I  first  was  made. 

9  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
And  seal  me  thine  abode  ! 

Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost ; 
Let  all  be  lost  in  God  ! 

Devotion— y.  45.]     HYMN  324.     C.  M. 

O  JOYFUL  sound  of  Gospel  grace, 
Christ  shall  in  me  appear ! 
I,  even  I,  shall  see  his  face; 
I  shall  be  holy  here. 

2  The  glorious  crown  of  righteousness 
To  me  reach'd  out  I  view; 


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Conqu'ror  through  him,  I  soon  shall  seize, 
And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

3  The  promis'd  land,  from  Pisgah's  top, 
I  now  exult  to  see : 

My  hope  is  full  (O  glorious  hope  !) 
Of  immortality. 

4  He  visits  now  the  house  of  clay ; 
He  shakes  his  future  home  : 

O  wouldst  thou,  Lord,  on  this  glad  day, 
Into  thy  temple  come  ! 

5  With  me,  I  know,  I  feel  thou  art ; 
But  this  cannot  suffice, 

Unless  thou  plantest  in  my  heart 
A  constant  paradise. 

6  My  earth  thou  water'st  from  on  high, 
But  make  it  all  a  pool : 

Spring  up,  O  Well,  I  ever  cry, 
Spring  up  within  my  soul ! 

7  Come,  O  my  God,  thyself  reveal, 
Fill  all  this  mighty  void : 

Thou  only  canst  my  spirit  fill : 
Come,  O  my  God,  my  God ! 

Randall—y.  16.]     HYMN  325.     C.  M. 

JESUS  hath  died  that  I  might  Uve, 
Might  live  to  God  alone  ; 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 
And  be  in  spirit  one. 

2  Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 
The  gift  unspeakable ; 

And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  to'  embrace, 
And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 

3  My  soul  breaks  out  in  strong  desire 
The  perfect  bliss  to  prove  ; 

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282  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

My  longing  heart  is  all  on  fire 
To  be  dissolv'd  in  love. 

4  Give  me  thyself,  from  every  boast, 
From  every  wish  set  free ; 

Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  lost, 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 

5  Thy  gifts,  alas  !  cannot  suffice, 
Unless  thyself  be  given  ; 

Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise, 
And  where  thou  art  is  heaven. 

Amsterdam— p.  176.]     HYMN  326.     7s&6s. 

NOW,  even  now,  I  yield,  I  yield, 
With  all  my  sins  to  part ; 
Jesus,  speak  my  pardon  seal'd, 

And  purify  my  heart ! 
Purge  the  love  of  sin  away, 
Then  I  into  nothing  fall ; 
Then  I  see  the  perfect  day, 
And  Christ  is  all  in  all. 

2  Jesus,  now  our  hearts  inspire 

With  that  pure  love  of  thine ; 
Kindle  now  the  heavenly  fire, 

To  brighten  and  refine  : 
Purify  our  faith  like  gold  ; 

All  the  dross  of  sin  remove ; 
Melt  our  spirits  down,  and  mould 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

Alexandria— p.  33.]     HYMN  327.     C.  M. 

COME,  thou  omniscient  Son  of  Man, 
Display  thy  sifting  power ; 
Come  with  thy  Spirit's  winnowing  fan, 
And  throughly  purge  thy  floor. 


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2  The  chaff  of  sin,  the'  accursed  thing, 
Far  from  our  souls  be  driven ; 

The  wheat  into  thy  garner  bring, 
And  lay  m  up  for  heaven. 

3  Look  through  us  wAh  thine  eyes  of  flame, 
The  clouds  and  darkness  chase, 

And  tell  rne  what  by  sin  I  am, 
And  what  I  am  by  grace. 

4  Whatever  offends  thy  glorious  eyes, 
Far  from  our  hearts  remove  : 

As  dust  before  the  whirlwind  flies, 
Disperse  it  by  thy  love. 

5  Then  let  us  all  thy  fulness  know, 
From  every  sin  set  free ; 

Sav'd  to  the  utmost,  sav'd  below, 
And  perfected  by  thee. 

Broad/mead— p.  115.]  HYMN  328.  6  lines  8s. 

CJ  AVI  OUR  from  sin,  I  wait  to  prove 
53  That  Jesus  is  thy  healing  name  ; 
To  lose,  when  perfected  in  love, 
Whatever  I  have,  or  can,  or  am : 

1  stay  me  on  thy  faithful  word, 
The  servant  shall  be  as  his  Lord. 

2  Answer  that  gracious  end  in  rne, 

For  which  thy  precious  life  was  given; 
Redeem  from  all  iniquity, 

Restore,  and  make  me  meet  for  heaven  ! 
Unless  thou  purge  my  every  stain, 

Thy  suffering  and  my  faith  are  vain. 

3  Didst  thou  not  in  the  flesh  appear, 
Sin  to  condemn,  and  man  to  save  1 

That  perfect  love  might  cast  out  fear? 
That  I  thy  mind  in  me  might  have? 
In  holiness  show  forth  thy  praise, 
And  serve  thee  all  my  spotless  days  ? 


284  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

4  Didst  thou  not  die  that  I  might  live 
No  longer  to  myself  but  thee  ? 

Might  body,  soul,  and  spirit  give 

To  him  who  gave  himself  for  me  1 
Come  then,  my  Master,  and  my  God, 
Take  the  dear  purchase  of  thy  blood. 

5  Thy  own  peculiar  servant  claim, 
For  thy  own  truth  and  mercy's  sake ; 

Hallow  in  me  thy  glorious  name  ; 

Me  for  thine  own  this  moment  take, 
And  change  and  throughly  purify  : 
Thine  only  may  I  live  and  die. 

St.  Peter—?.  54.]     HYMN  329.     L.  M. 

AN  inward  baptism  of  pure  fire, 
Wherewith  to  be  baptiz'd  I  have ; 
'Tis  all  my  longing  soul's  desire  ; 
This,  only  this,  my  soul  can  save. 

2  Straiten'd  I  am  till  this  be  done ; 

Kindle  in  me  the  living  flame; 
Father,  in  me  reveal  thy  Son ; 

Baptize  me  into  Jesus'  name. 

S  Transform  my  nature  into  thine, 
Let  all  my  powers  thine  impress  feel, 

Let  all  my  soul  become  divine, 

And  stamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  seal. 

4  Love,  mighty  love,  my  heart  o'erpower, 
Ah  !  why  dost  thou  so  long  delay  1 

Cut  short  the  work,  bring  near  the  hour, 
And  let  me  see  the  perfect  day. 

5  Behold,  for  thee  I  ever  wait, 
Now  let  in  me  thine  image  shine, 

Now  the  new  heaven  and  earth  create, 
And  plant  with  righteousness  divine. 


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6  If  with  the  wretched  sons  of  men 

It  still  be  thy  delight  to  live, 
Come,  Lord,  beget  my  soul  again, 

Thyself  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  give. 


F 


Camberwell—^.  105.]     HYMN  330.     S.  M. 

IATHER,  I  dare  believe 
Thee  merciful  and  true: 
Thou  wilt  my  guilty  soul  forgive, 
My  fallen  soul  renew. 

2  Come  then,  for  Jesus'  sake, 
And  bid  my  heart  be  clean: 

An  end  of  all  my  troubles  make  ; 
An  end  of  all  my  sin. 

3  I  cannot  wash  my  heart, 
But  by  believing  thee; 

And  waiting  for  thy  blood  to'  impart 
The  spotless  purity. 

4  While  at  thy  cross  I  lie, 
Jesus,  the  grace  bestow ; 

Now  thy  all-cleansing  blood  apply, 
And  I  am  white  as  snow. 


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GorhaTn—?.  139.]     HYMN  331.     4  8s  &  2  ( 

GLORIOUS  hope  of  perfect  love  ! 
It  lifts  me  up  to  things  above ; 
It  bears  on  eagles'  wings  ; 
It  gives  my  ravish'd  soul  a  taste, 
And  makes  me  for  some  moments  feast 
With  Jesus'  priests  and  kings. 

%  Rejoicing  now  in  earnest  hope, 
I  stand,  and  from  the  mountain  top 

See  all  the  land  below: 
Rivers  of  milk  and  honey  rise, 
And  all  the  fruits  of  Paradise, 

In  endless  plenty  grow. 


286  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

3  A  land  of  corn,  and  wine,  and  oil, 
Favour'd  with  God's  peculiar  smile, 

With  every  blessing  blest; 
There  dwells  the  Lord  our  righteousness, 
And  keeps  his  own  in  perfect  peace, 

And  everlasting  rest. 

4  O  that  I  might  at  once  go  up  ! 
No  more  on  this  side  Jordan  stop, 

But  now  the  land  possess  ! 
This  moment  end  my  legal  years; 
Sorrows,  and  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears, 

A  howling  wilderness. 

5  Now,  O  my  Joshua,  bring  me  in  ! 
Cast  out  thy  foes ;  the  inbred  sin, 

The  carnal  mind  remove; 
The  purchase  of  thy  death  divide ; 
And,  O !  with  all  the  sanctify'd, 

Give  me  a  lot  of  love  ! 

Swanwick—v  )$)     HYMN  332.     C.  M. 

I  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  ever  prays  for  me : 
A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head, 
He  brings  salvation  near; 

His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed, 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be ! 
What  can  withstand  his  will? 

The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfil. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word; 
I  steadfastly  believe 

Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord, 
And  to  thyself  receive. 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  287 

5  Joyful  in  hope  my  spirit  soars 
To  meet  thee  from  above  : 

Thy  goodness  thankfully  adores  : 
And  sure  I  taste  thy  love. 

6  Thy  love  I  soon  expect  to  find, 
In  all  its  depth  and  height  : 

To  comprehend  the5  Eternal  Mind, 
And  grasp  the  Infinite. 

7  When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
Of  paradise  possest, 

1  taste  unutterable  bliss, 

And  everlasting  rest. 

8  The  bliss  of  those  that  fully  dwell, 
Fully  in  thee  believe, 

'Tis  more  than  angel  tongues  can  tell, 
Or  angel  minds  conceive. 

9  Thou  only  know'st  who  didst  obtain, 
And  die  to  make  it  known ; 

The  great  salvation  now  explain, 
And  perfect  us  in  one. 

Dudley— p.  153.]     HYMN  333.     8  lines  7s. 

FIRST   PART. 

HEAVENLY  Father,  sovereign  Lord, 
Ever  faithful  to  thy  word, 
Humbly  we  our  seal  set  to, 
Testify  that  thou  art  true. 
Lo  !  for  us  the  wilds  are  glad, 
All  in  cheerful  green  array'd, 
Opening  sweets  they  all  disclose, 
Bud  and  blossom  as  the  rose. 

2  Hark  !  the  wastes  have  found  a  voice, 
Lonely  deserts  now  rejoice  ! 


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Gladsome  hallelujahs  sing: 

All  around  with  praises  ring. 

Lo !  abundantly  they  bloom, 

Lebanon  is  hither  come: 

Carmel's  stores  the  heavens  dispense, 

Sharon's  fertile  excellence. 

3  See,  these  barren  souls  of  ours 
Bloom,  and  put  forth  fruits  and  flowers, 
Flowers  of  Eden,  fruits  of  grace, 
Peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness. 

We  behold,  (the  abjects  we  !) 
Christ,  the'  incarnate  Deity, 
Christ,  in  whom  thy  glories  shine, 
Excellence  of  strength  divine. 

4  Ye  that  tremble  at  his  frown, 
He  shall  lift  your  hands  cast  down : 
Christ,  who  all  your  weakness  sees, 
He  shall  prop  your  feeble  knees. 
Ye  of  fearful  hearts  be  strong, 
Jesus  will  not  tarry  long; 

Fear  not  lest  his  truth  should  fail, 
Jesus  is  unchangeable. 

5  God,  your  God,  shall  surely  come, 
Quell  your  foes,  and  seal  their  doom : 
He  shall  come,  and  save  you  too : 
We,  O  Lord,  have  found  thee  true ! 
Blind  we  were,  but  now  we  see: 
Deaf;  we  hearken  now  to  thee: 
Dumb;  for  thee  our  tongues  employ: 
Lame;  and  lo  !  we  leap  for  joy. 

6  Faint  we  were,  and  parch'd  with  drought ; 
Water  at  thy  word  gush'd  out : 

Streams  of  grace  our  thirst  repress, 
Starting  from  the  wilderness. 
Still  we  gasp  thy  grace  to  know  ! 
Here  for  ever  let  it  flow : 


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Make  the  thirsty  land  a  pool, 
Fix  the  Spirit  in  our  soul. 

SECOND  PART. 

WHERE  the  ancient  dragon  lay, 
Open  for  thyself  a  way  ! 
There  let  holy  tempers  rise, 
All  the  fruits  of  paradise. 
Lead  us  in  the  way  of  peace, 
In  the  path  of  righteousness, 
Never  by  the  sinner  trod, 
Till  he  feels  the  cleansing  blood. 

2  There  the  simple  cannot  stray, 
Babes,  though  blind,  may  find  the  way : 
Find,  nor  ever  thence  depart, 

Safe  in  lowliness  of  heart. 
Far  from  fear,  from  danger  far, 
No  devouring  beast  is  there  : 
There  the  humble  walk  secure, 
God  hath  made  their  footsteps  sure. 

3  Jesus,  mighty  to  redeem, 
Let  our  lot  be  cast  with  them, 
Far  from  earth  our  souls  remove, 
Ransom'd  by  thy  dying  love. 
Leave  us  not  below  to  mourn : 
Fain  we  would  to  thee  return : 
Crowned  with  righteousness,  arise 
Far  above  these  nether  skies. 

4  Come,  and  all  our  sorrows  chase, 
Wipe  the  tears  from  every  face ; 
Gladness  let  us  now  obtain, 
Partners  of  thy  endless  reign. 
Death,  the  latest  foe,  destroy; 
Sorrow  then  shall  yield  to  joy; 
Gloomy  grief  shall  flee  away, 
Swallow'd  up  in  endless  day. 

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Cookham—y.  147.]     HYMN  334.     Alines 7s 

LOVING  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb, 
In  thy  gracious  hands  I  am, 
Make  me,  Saviour,  what  thou  art, 
Live  thyself  within  my  heart. 

2  I  shall  then  show  forth  thy  praise. 
Serve  thee  all  my  happy  days, 
Then  the  world  shall  always  see 
Christ  the  holy  child  in  me. 

Newcourt—p.  122.]     HYMN  335.     6  lines 8s. 
JESUS,  Source  of  calm  repose, 
Thy  like  nor  man  nor  angel  knows, 
Fairest  among  ten  thousand  fair ; 
Even  those  whom  death's  sad  fetters  bound, 
Whom  thickest  darkness  compass'd  round, 
Find  light  and  life,  if  thou  appear. 

2  Effulgence  of  the  light  divine, 
Ere  rolling  planets  knew  to  shine, 

Ere  time  its  ceaseless  course  began: 
Thou,  when  the'  appointed  hour  was  come, 
Didst  not  abhor  the  Virgin's  womb, 

But  God  with  God,  was  man  with  man. 

3  The  world,  sin,  death,  oppose  in  vain, 
Thou  by  thy  dying,  death  hast  slain, 

My  great  Deliv'rer,  and  my  God  ! 
In  vain  does  the  old  dragon  rage, 
In  vain  all  hell  its  powers  engage; 

None  can  withstand  thy  conqu'ring  blood 

4  Lord  over  all,  sent  to  fulfil 
Thy  gracious  Father's  sovereign  will, 

To  thy  dread  sceptre  will  I  bow ; 
With  duteous  reverence  at  thy  feet, 
Like  humble  Mary,  lo  !  I  sit ; 

Speak,  Lord,  thy  servant  heareth  now. 


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5  Renew  thine  image,  Lord,  in  me, 
Lowly  and  gentle  may  i  be; 

No  charms  but  these  to  thee  are  dear ; 
No  anger  may'st  thou  ever  find, 
No  pride  in  my  unruffled  mind, 

But  faith,  and  heaven-born  peace  be  there 

6  A  patient,  a  victorious  mind, 
That  life  and  all  things  casts  behind, 

Springs  forth  obedient  to  thy  call: 
A  heart  that  no  desire  can  move, 
But  still  to'  adore,  believe,  and  love, 

Give  me,  my  Lord,  my  Life,  my  All ! 

Clarendon— p.  33.]     HYMN  336.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
In  whom  I  now  believe, 
As  taught  by  thee,  in  faith  I  pray, 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thy  will  by  me  on  earth  be  done, 
As  by  the  powers  above, 

Who  always  see  thee  on  thy  throne, 
And  glory  in  thy  love. 

3  I  ask  in  confidence  the  grace, 
That  I  may  do  thy  will, 

As  angels  who  behold  thy  face, 
And  all  thy  words  fulfil. 

4  Surely  I  shall,  the  sinner  I, 
Shall  serve  thee  without  fear, 

If  thou  my  nature  sanctify 
In  answer  to  my  prayer. 

Delacourt—y.  27.]     HYMN  337.     C.  M. 

COME,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine  own, 
And  reign  thyself  in  me; 
In  my  poor  heart  erect  thy  throne, 
And  make  me  truly  free. 


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2  The  day  of  thy  great  power  I  feel, 
And  pant  for  liberty  ; 

1  loathe  myself,  deny  my  will, 

And  give  up  all  for  Thee. 

3  I  hate  my  sins,  no  longer  mine, 
For  I  renounce  them  too : 

My  weakness  with  thy  strength  I  join, 
Thy  strength  shall  all  subdue. 

4  So  shall  I  bless  thy  pleasing  sway, 
And  sitting  at  thy  feet, 

Thy  laws  with  all  my  heart  obey, 
With  all  my  soul  submit. 

5  Thy  love  the  conquest  more  than  gains, 
To  all  I  shall  proclaim, 

Jesus  the  King,  the  conqu'ror  reigns ; 
Bow  down  to  Jesus'  name. 

6  To  thee  shall  earth  and  hell  submit, 
And  every  foe  shall  fall, 

Till  death  expires  beneath  thy  feet, 
And  God  is  all  in  all. 

Berlin—?.  70.]     HYMN  338.    L.  M. 

WHAT  !  never  speak  one  evil  word  1 
Or  rash,  or  idle,  or  unkind  1 
O  how  shall  I,  most  gracious  Lord, 
This  mark  of  true  perfection  find  ] 

2  Thy  sinless  mind  in  me  reveal ; 
Thy  Spirit's  plenitude  impart; 

And  all  my  spotless  life  shall  tell 
The'  abundance  of  a  loving  heart. 

3  Saviour,  I  long  to  testify 

The  fulness  of  thy  saving  grace: 
O  might  thy  Spirit  the'  blood  apply, 
Which  bought  for  me  the  sacred  peace! 


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4  Forgive,  and  make  my  nature  whole ; 

My  inbred  malady  remove; 
To  perfect  health  restore  my  soul, 

To  perfect  holiness  and  love. 

St.  Peter— -p.  54.]     HYMN  339.     L.  M. 

O  JESUS,  let  thy  dying  cry 
Pierce  to  the  bottom  of  my  heart ; 
Its  evils  cure,  its  wants  supply, 
And  bid  my  unbelief  depart. 

2  Slay  the  dire  root  and  seed  of  sin; 
Prepare  for  thee  the  holiest  place  ! 

Then,  O  essential  Love,  come  in  ! 
And  fill  thy  house  with  endless  praise. 

3  Let  me,  according  to  thy  word, 
A  tender,  contrite  heart  receive, 

Which  grieves  at  having  griev'd  its  Lord, 
And  never  can  itself  forgive. 

4  A  heart,  thy  joys  and  griefs  to  feel, 
A  heart  that  cannot  faithless  prove; 

A  heart  where  Christ  alone  may  dwell, 
All  praise,  all  meekness,  and  all  love. 

Swanwick—p.  15.]     HYMN  340.     C.  M. 

GOD  of  eternal  truth  and  grace, 
Thy  faithful  promise  seal ! 
Thy  word,  thy  oath,  to  Abraham's  race, 
In  us,  even  us  fulfil. 

2  Let  us  to  perfect  love  restor'd, 
Thy  image  here  retrieve  : 

And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 
The  life  of  angels  live. 

3  That  mighty  faith  on  me  bestow, 
Which  cannot  ask  in  vain ; 

Which  holds,  and  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  my  suit  obtain  : 
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4  Till  thou  into  my  soul  inspire 
The  perfect  love  unknown: 

And  tell  my  infinite  desire, 
"Whate'er  thou  wilt  be  done." 

5  But  is  it  possible  that  I 
Should  live,  and  sin  no  more  1 

Lord,  if  on  thee  I  dare  rely, 
The  faith  shall  bring  the  power. 

6  On  me  the  faith  divine  bestow, 
Which  doth  the  mountain  move  ; 

And  all  my  spotless  life  shall  show, 
The'  omnipotence  of  love. 

Triumph—?.  69.]     HYMN  341.     L.  M. 

FIRST  PART. 

GOD  of  all  power,  and  truth,  and  grace, 
Which  shall  from  age  to  age  endure ; 
Whose  word,  when  heaven  and  earth  shall  pass, 
Remains  and  stands  for  ever  sure : 

2  That  I  thy  mercy  may  proclaim, 
That  all  mankind  thy  truth  may  see : 

Hallow  thy  great  and  glorious  name, 
And  perfect  holiness  in  me. 

3  Thy  sanctifying  Spirit  pour, 

To  quench  my  thirst,  and  make  me  clean  ; 
Now,  Father,  let  the  gracious  shower 
Descend,  and  make  me  pure  from  sin. 

4  Purge  me  from  every  sinful  blot, 
My  idols  all  be  cast  aside, 

Cleanse  me  from  every  sinful  thought, 
From  all  the  filth  of  self  and  pride. 

5  Give  me  a  new,  a  perfect  heart, 
From  doubt,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free; 

The  mind  which  was  in  Christ  impart, 
And  let  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 


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6  O  take  this  heart  of  stone  away  ! 
Thy  sway  it  doth  not,  cannot  own  : 

In  me  no  longer  let  it  stay; 

0  take  away  this  heart  of  stone  ! 

7  O  that  I  now,  from  sin  releas'd, 
Thy  word  may  to  the  utmost  prove! 

Enter  into  the  promis'd  rest, 
The  Canaan  of  thy  perfect  love. 

SECOND  PART. 

FATHER,  supply  my  every  need; 

Sustain  the  life  thyself  hast  given ; 
O  grant  the  never-failing  bread, 

The  manna  that  comes  down  from  heaven ! 

2  The  gracious  fruits  of  righteousness, 
Thy  blessings'  unexhausted  store, 

In  me  abundantly  increase, 
Nor  ever  let  me  hunger  more  ! 

3  Let  me  no  more  in  deep  complaint, 

"  My  leanness,  O  my  leanness  !"  cry ; 
Alone  consum'd  with  pining  want, 
Of  all  my  Father's  children  I. 

4  The  painful  thirst,  the  fond  desire, 
Thy  joyous  presence  shall  remove  ! 

But  my  full  soul  shall  still  require 
A  whole  eternity  of  love. 

THIRD  PART. 

HOLY,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord, 

1  want  to  prove  thy  perfect  will: 
Be  mindful  of  thy  gracious  word, 

And  stamp  me  with  thy  Spirit's  seal. 

2  Open  my  faith's  interior  eye  ; 
Display  thy  glory  from  above ; 


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And  all  1  am  shall  sink  and  die, 
Lost  in  astonishment  and  love  ! 

3  Confound,  o'erpower  me  by  thy  grace ; 
I  would  be  by  myself  abhorr'd  ; 

All  might,  all  majesty,  all  praise, 
All  glory  be  to  Christ  my  Lord ! 

4  Now  let  me  gain  perfection's  height; 
Now  let  me  into  nothing  fall ; 

As  less  than  nothing  in  thy  sight, 
And  feel  that  Christ  is  all  in  all ! 

Turin—?.  148.]     HYMN  342.     6  lines  7s. 

SINCE  the  Son  hath  made  me  free, 
Let  me  taste  my  liberty! 
Thee  behold  with  open  face, 
Triumph  in  thy  saving  grace  ! 
Thy  great  will  delight  to  prove, 
Glory  in  thy  perfect  love. 

2  Abba,  Father,  hear  thy  child, 
Late  in  Jesus  reconcil'd  ; 
Hear,  and  all  the  graces  shower, 
All  the  joy,  and  peace,  and  power; 
All  my  Saviour  asks  above, 

All  the  life  and  heaven  of  love. 

3  Lord,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  the  blessing  thou  bestow: 
Hear  my  Advocate  divine  ! 
Lo  !  to  his  my  suit  I  join : 
Join'd  to  his,  it  cannot  fail : 
Bless  me  ;  for  I  will  prevail. 

4  Heavenly  Father,  Life  divine, 
Change  my  nature  into  thine ! 
Move,  and  spread  throughout  my  soul, 
Actuate,  and  fill  the  whole  ! 

Be  it  I  no  longer  now 
Living  in  the  flesh,  but  thou. 


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5  Holy  Ghost,  no  more  delay ! 
Come,  and  in  thy  temples  stay  ! 
Now  thine  inward  witness  bear, 
Strong,  and  permanent,  and  clear: 
Spring  of  Life,  thyself  impart; 
Rise  eternal  in  my  heart ! 

Paradise— v  4(>-]     HYMN  343.     C.  M. 

JESUS  !  at  thy  feet  we  wait, 
Till  thou  shalt  bid  us  rise; 
Restor'd  to  our  unsinning  state, 
To  love's  sweet  paradise. 

2  Saviour  from  sin,  we  thee  receive, 
From  all  indwelling  sin ; 

Thy  blood  we  steadfastly  believe, 
Shall  make  us  throughly  clean. 

3  Since  thou  would'st  have  us  free  from  sin, 
And  pure  as  those  above  ; 

Make  haste  to  bring  thy  nature  in, 
And  perfect  us  in  love  ! 

4  The  counsel  of  thy  love  fulfil : 
Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord  ! 

Be  it  according  to  thy  will, 
According  to  thy  word. 

5  G  that  the  perfect  grace  were  given, 
Thy  love  diffus'd  abroad ! 

O  that  our  hearts  were  all  a  heaven, 
For  ever  fili'd  with  God ! 

Clarendon— p.  33.]     HYMN  344.     C.  M. 

WHAT  is  our  calling's  glorious  hope, 
But  inward  holiness  1 
For  this  to  Jesus  I  look  up, 
I  calmly  wait  for  this. 


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2  1  wait,  till  he  shall  touch  me  clean, 
Shall  life  and  power  impart, 

Give  me  the  faith  that  casts  out  sin, 
And  purifies  the  heart. 

3  This  is  the  dear  redeeming  grace, 
For  every  sinner  free ; 

Surely  it  shall  on  me  take  place, 
The  chief  of  sinners,  me. 

4  From  all  iniquity,  from  all, 
He  shall  my  soul  redeem  ! 

In  Jesus  I  believe,  and  shall 
Believe  myself  to  him. 

5  When  Jesus  makes  my  heart  his  home, 
My  sin  shall  all  depart; 

And,  lo  !  he  saith,  "  I  quickly  come, 
To  fill  and  rule  thy  heart !" 

6  Be  it  according  to  thy  word, 
Redeem  me  from  all  sin  : 

My  heart  would  now  receive  thee,  Lord ; 
Come  in,  my  Lord,  come  in  ! 

Josiah^-v  W.-]     HYMN  345.     7s  &  6s. 

NONE  is  like  Jeshurun's  God, 
So  great,  so  strong,  so  high ! 
Lo  !  he  spreads  his  wings  abroad, 

He  rides  upon  the  sky  ! 
Israel  is  his  first-born  son : 

God,  the'  Almighty  God,  is  thine ; 
See  him  to  thy  help  come  down, 
The  excellence  divine  ! 

2  Thee,  the  great  Jehovah  deigns 

To  succour  and  defend; 
Thee  the'  eternal  God  sustains, 

Thy  Maker  and  thy  Friend  : 


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Israel,  what  hast  thou  to  dread  1 
Safe  from  all  impending  harms, 

Round  thee  and  beneath  are  spread 
The  everlasting  Arms. 

3  God  is  thine  ;  disdain  to  fear 
The  enemy  within: 

God  shall  in  thy  flesh  appear, 
And  make  an  end  of  sin  ; 

God  the  man  of  sin  shall  slay, 
Fill  thee  with  triumphant  joy; 

God  shall  thrust  him  out,  and  say, 
"  Destroy  them  all,  destroy  !" 

4  All  the  struggle  then  is  o'er, 
And  wars  and  fightings  cease  : 

Israel  then  shall  sin  no  more, 
But  dwell  in  perfect  peace. 

All  his  enemies  are  gone  : 

Sin  shall  have  in  him  no  part:  . 

Israel  now  shall  dwell  alone, 
With  Jesus  in  his  heart. 

5  In  a  land  of  corn  and  wine 
His  lot  shall  be  below: 

Comforts  there,  and  blessings  join, 
And  milk  and  honey  flow ! 

Jacob's  well  is  in  his  soul : 

Gracious  dews  his  heavens  distil; 

Fill  his  soul,  already  full, 
And  shall  for  ever  fill. 

6  Blest,  O  Israel,  art  thou  ! 
What  people  is  like  thee  ! 

Sav'd  from  sin,  by  Jesus,  now 
Thou  art,  and  still  shalt  be. 

Jesus  is  thy  seven -fold  shield, 
Jesus  is  thy  flaming  sword  ; 

Earth,  and  hell,  and  sin  shall  yield 
To  God's  almighty  Word. 


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Jehudijah—y.  57.]     HYMN  346.     L.  M. 

HE  wills  that  I  should  holy  be ; 
That  holiness  I  long  to  feel ; 
That  full  divine  conformity 

To  all  my  Saviour's  righteous  will. 

2  See,  Lord,  the  travail  of  thy  soul, 
Accomplished  in  the  change  of  mine  ; 

And  plunge  me,  every  whit  made  whole, 
In  all  the  depths  of  love  divine  ! 

3  On  thee,  O  God,  my  soul  is  stay'd, 
And  waits  to  prove  thine  utmost  will : 

The  promise,  by  thy  mercy  made, 
Thou  canst,  thou  wilt  in  me  fulfil. 

4  No  more  I  stagger  at  thy  power, 

Or  doubt  thy  truth,  which  cannot  move : 
Hasten  the  long-expected  hour, 
And  bless  me  with  thy  perfect  love. 

St.  Peter— y.  54.]     HYMN  347.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  thy  loving  Spirit  alone, 
Can  lead  me  forth,  and  make  me  free ; 
Burst  every  bond  through  which  I  groan, 
And  set  my  heart  at  liberty. 

2  Now  let  thy  Spirit  bring  me  in, 
And  give  thy  servant  to  possess 

The  land  of  rest  from  inbred  sin, 
The  land  of  perfect  holiness. 

3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  power  the  same, 
The  same  thy  truth  and  grace  endure  ; 

And  in  thy  blessed  hands  I  am, 
And  trust  thee  for  a  perfect  cure. 

4  Come,  Saviour,  come,  and  make  me  whole; 
Entirely  all  my  sins  remove  ! 

To  perfect  health  restore  my  soul, 
To  perfect  holiness  and  love. 


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Peterborough—?.  18.]     HYMN  348.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  I  cry  to  thee, 
Against  the  spirit  unclean : 

1  want  a  constant  liberty, 
A  perfect  rest  from  sin. 

2  Expel  the  fiend  out  of  my  heart, 
By  love's  almighty  power: 

Now,  now  command  him  to  depart, 
And  never  enter  more. 

3  Thy  killing  and  thy  quick'ning  power, 
Jesus,  in  me  display ; 

The  life  of  nature,  from  this  hour, 
My  pride  and  passion  slay. 

4  Then,  then,  my  utmost  Saviour,  raise 
My  soul  with  saints  above, 

To  serve  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise, 
And  sing  thy  perfect  love. 

5  This  moment  I  thy  truth  confess ; 
This  moment  I  receive 

The  heavenly  gift,  the  dew  of  grace, 
And  by  thy  mercy  live. 

6  The  next,  and  every  moment,  Lord, 
On  me  thy  Spirit  pour: 

And  bless  me,  who  believe  thy  word, 
With  that  last  glorious  shower  I 

Jllfreton—y.  60.]     HYMN  349.     L.  M. 

THOU  God  that  answerest  by  fire, 
On  thee  in  Jesus'  name  we  call, 
Fulfil  our  faithful  hearts'  desire, 

And  let  ©n  us  thy  Spirit  fall. 
2  Bound  on  the  altar  of  thy  cross, 

Our  old  offending  nature  lies  ; 
Now,,  for  the  honour  of  thy  cause, 
Come,  and  consume  the  sacrifice ! 
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302  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

3  Consume  our  lusts  as  rotten  wood  ; 
Consume  our  stony  hearts  within  ; 

Consume  the  dust  the  serpent's  food, 
And  dry  up  all  the  streams  of  sin. 

4  Its  body  totally  destroy  ! 

Thyself  the  Lord,  the  God  approve  ! 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  holy  joy, 
And  fervent  zeal,  and  perfect  love. 

5  O  that  the  fire  from  heaven  might  fall ! 
Our  sins  its  ready  victims  find : 

Seize  on  our  sins,  and  burn  up  all, 
Nor  leave  the  least  remains  behind. 

6  Then  shall  our  prostrate  souls  adore ; 
The  Lord,  He  is  the  God ;  confess: 

He  is  the  God  of  saving  power  ! 
He  is  the  God  of  hallowing  grace. 

Devizes— p.  19.]     HYMN  350.     C.  M 

COME,  O  my  God,  the  promise  seal, 
This  mountain  sin  remove  ! 
Now  in  my  waiting  soul  reveal 
The  virtue  of  thy  love. 

2  I  want  thy  life,  thy  purity, 
Thy  righteousness  brought  in : 

I  ask,  desire,  and  trust  in  thee 
To  be  redeem'd  from  sin. 

3  For  this  as  taught  by  thee  I  pray, 
And  can  no  longer  doubt ! 

Remove  from  hence,  to  sin  I  say, 
Be  cast  this  moment  out. 

4  Anger  and  sloth,  desire  and  pride, 
This  moment  be  subdu'd  ! 

Be  cast  into  the  crimson  tide 
Of  my  Redeemer's  blood. 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  303 

5  Saviour,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up, 
My  present  Saviour  thou  ! 

In  all  the  confidence  of  hope 
I  claim  the  blessing  now ! 

6  'Tis  done  ;  thou  dost  this  moment  save, 
With  full  salvation  bless  ; 

Redemption  through  thy  blood  I  have, 
And  spotless  love  and  peace. 

Newry—v.  74.]     HYMN  351.     L.  M. 

aUICKEN'D  with  our  immortal  head, 
Who  daily,  Lord,  ascend  with  thee, 
Redeem'd  from  sin,  and  free  indeed, 
We  taste  our  glorious  liberty. 

2  Sav'd  from  the  fear  of  hell  and  death, 
With  joy  we  seek  the  things  above, 

And  all  thy  saints  the  spirit  breathe, 
Of  power,  sobriety,  and  love. 

3  Power  o'er  the  world,  the  fiend,  and  sin, 
We  through  thy  gracious  Spirit  feel : 

Full  power  the  victory  to  win, 
And  answer  all  thy  righteous  will. 

4  Pure  love  to  God  thy  members  find, 
Pure  love  to  every  soul  of  man; 

And  in  thy  sober,  spotless  mind, 

Saviour,  our  heaven  on  earth  we  gain. 

Cookham^- p.  147.]     HYMN  352.     4  lines  7s. 

WHEN,  my  Saviour,  shall  I  be 
Perfectly  resign'd  to  thee  1 
Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes, 
Only  in  thy  wisdom  wise  ! 

2  Only  thee  content  to  know, 
Ignorant  of  all  below  1 


304  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

Only  guided  by  thy  light ; 
Only  mighty  in  thy  might  1 

3  So  I  may  thy  Spirit  know, 
Let  him  as  he  listeth  blow: 
Let  the  manner  be  unknown, 
So  I  may  with  thee  be  one. 

4  Fully  in  my  life  express 
All  the  heights  of  holiness ; 
Sweetly  let  my  spirit  prove, 
All  the  depths  of  humble  love. 

Brewer— p.  58.]     HYMN  353.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  in  whom  the  Godhead's  rays 
Beam  forth  with  mildest  majesty ; 

1  see  thee  full  of  truth  and  grace, 

And  come  for  all  I  want  to  thee. 

2  Save  me  from  pride,  the  plague  expel, 
Jesus,  thine  humble  self  impart ; 

O  let  thy  mind  within  me  dwell : 
O  give  me  lowliness  of  heart ! 

3  Enter  thyself  and  cast  out  sin  : 
Thy  spotless  purity  bestow  ; 

Toucn  me  and  make  the  leper  clean, 
Wash  me  and  I  am  white  as  snow. 

4  Sprinkle  me,  Saviour,  with  thy  blood, 
And  all  thy  gentleness  is  mine  ; 

And  plunge  me  in  the  purple  flood, 
Till  all  I  am  is  lost  in  thine. 

St.  Peter— y.  54.]     HYMN  354.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  to  thee  my  heart  I  bow; 
Strange  flames  far  from  my  soul  remove 
Fairest  among  ten  thousand  thou, 
Be  thou  my  Lord,  my  life,  my  love. 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  305 

2  All  heaven  thou  filPst  with  pure  desire ; 
O  shine  upon  my  frozen  breast ! 

With  sacred  love  my  heart  inspire, 
Let  me  thy  hidden  sweetness  taste. 

3  I  see  thy  garments  rolPd  in  blood, 

Thy  streaming  head,  thy  hands,  thy  side: 
All  hail,  thou  suff'ring,  conqu'ring  God ! 
Now  man  shall  live,  for  "Christ  hath  died. 

4  O  kill  in  me  this  rebel  sin, 

And  triumph  o'er  my  willing  breast ! 
Restore  thine  image,  Lord,  therein, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  Father's  rest. 

5  Let  earthly  love  be  far  away: 
Saviour,  be  thou  my  love  alone ; 

No  more  may  mine  usurp  the  sway ; 
In  me  thy  only  will  be  done. 

6  And  thou  true  Witness,  spotless  Lamb, 
All  things  for  thee  I  count  but  loss ; 

My  sole  desire,  my  constant  aim, 
My  only  glory,  be  thy  cross. 

Berlin— p.  70.]     HYMN  355.     L.  M. 

IF  now  I  have  acceptance  found 
With  thee,  or  favour  in  thy  sight, 
Still  with  thy  grace  and  truth  surround, 
And  arm  me  with  thy  Spirit's  might. 

2  O  may  1  hear  thy  warning  voice, 
And  timely  fly  from  danger  near, 

With  rev'rence  unto  thee  rejoice, 
And  love  thee  with  a  filial  fear : 

3  Still  hold  my  soul  in  second  life, 
And  suffer  not  my  feet  to  slide : 

Support  me  in  the  glorious  strife, 
And  comfort  me  on  every  side. 
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306  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

4  0  give  me  faith,  and  faith's  increase, 
Finish  the  work  begun  in  me, 

Preserve  my  soul  in  perfect  peace, 
And  let  me  always  rest  on  thee  ! 

5  O  let  thy  gracious  Spirit  guide 
And  biing  me  to  the  promis'd  land : 

Where  righteousness  and  peace  reside. 
And  all  submit  to  love's  command  ! 

6  A  land  where  milk  and  honey  flow, 
And  springs  of  pure  delights  arise, 

Delights  which  I  shall  shortly  know, 
When  I  regain  my  paradise. 

Sharon— $.  89.]     HYMN  356.     S.  M. 

OCOME,  and  dwell  in  me, 
Spirit  of  power  within  : 
And  bring  the  glorious  liberty 
From  sorrow,  fear,  and  sin ! 

2  This  inward,  dire  disease, 

Spirit  of  health  remove, 
Spirit  of  finish'd  holiness, 

Spirit  of  perfect  love. 

8  Hasten  the  joyful  day, 

Which  shall  my  sins  consume ; 

When  old  things  shall  be  done  away, 
And  all  things  new  become. 

4  I  want  the  witness,  Lord, 
That  all  I  do  is  right, 

According  to  thy  will  and  word\ 
Well  pleasing  in  thy  sight. 

5  I  ask  no  higher  state  ; 
Indulge  me  but  in  this; 

And  soon  or  later  then  translate 
To  my  eternal  bliss. 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  307 

Triumph— p.  69.]     HYMN  357.     L.  M. 

COME,  O  thou  greater  than  our  heart, 
And  make  thy  faithful  mercies  known ; 
The  mind  which  was  in  thee  impart : 
Thy  constant  mind  in  us  be  shown. 

2  O  let  us  by  thy.  cross  abide, 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolv'd  to  know, 

The  Lamb  for  sinners  crucify'd, 
A  world  to  save  from  endless  wo. 

3  Take  us  into  thy  people's  rest, 

And  we  from  our  own  works  shall  cease  : 
With  thy  meek  spirit  arm  our  breast, 
And  keep  our  minds  in  perfect  peace. 

4  Jesus,  for  this  we  calmly  wait, 

0  let  our  eyes  behold  thee  near ! 
Hasten  to  make  our  heaven  complete, 

Appear,  our  glorious  God,  appear  ! 

Mderton—v.  133.]     HYMN  358.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

BUT  can  it  be,  that  I  should  prove  s 
For  ever  faithful  to  thy  love, 
From  sin  for  ever  cease  % 

1  thank  thee  for  the  blessed  hope  ; 
It  lifts  my  drooping  spirits  up, 

It  gives  me  back  my  peace. 

2  In  thee,  O  Lord,  I  put  my  trust ; 
Mighty,  and  merciful,  and  just, 

Thy  sacred  word  is  past : 
And  I  who  dare  thy  word  believe, 
Without  committing  sin,  shall  live, 

Shall  live  to  God  at  last. 

3  I  rest  in  thine  almighty  power, 
The  name  of  Jesus  is  my  tower 

That  hides  my  life  above  : 


308  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

Thou  canst,  thou  wilt  my  helper  be ; 
My  confidence  is  all  in  thee, 
The  faithful  God  of  love. 

4  While  still  to  thee  for  help  I  call, 
Thou  wilt  not  suffer  me  to  fall, 

Thou  wilt  not  let  me  sin  ; 
And  thou  shalt  give  me  power  to  pray, 
Till  all  my  sins  are  purged  away, 

And  all  thy  mind  brought  in. 

5  Wherefore,  in  never-ceasing  prayer, 
My  soul  to  thy  continual  care 

I  faithfully  commend : 
Assur'd  that  thou  through  life  wilt  save, 
And  show  thyself  beyond  the  grave 

My  everlasting  Friend. 

Winter— p.  16.]     HYMN  359.     C.  M. 

WHEN  shall  I  see  the  welcome  hour 
That  plants  my  God  in  me  ! 
Spirit  of  health,  and  life,  and  power, 
And  perfect  liberty. 

2  Love  only  can  the  conquest  win, 
,    The  strength  of  sin  subdue, 
Come,  O  my  Saviour,  cast  out  sin, 

And  form  my  soul  anew ! 

3  No  longer  then  my  heart  shall  mourn, 
While  sanctify 'd  by  grace, 

I  only  for  his  glory  burn, 
And  always  see  his  face. 

Broadmead—y.  115.]    HYMN  360.    6  lines  8s* 

FOUNTAIN  of  life  and  all  my  joy, 
Jesus,  thy  mercies  I  embrace; 
The  breath  thou  giv'st,  for  thee  employ, 
And  wait  to  taste  thy  perfect  grace  : 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  309 

No  more  forsaken  and  forlorn, 

1  bless  the  day  that  I  was  born  ! 

2  Preserv'd  through  faith,  by  power  divine 
A  miracle  of  grace  I  stand  ! 

I  prove  the  strength  of  Jesus  mine  ! 

Jesus,  upheld  by  thy  right  hand, 
Though  in  my  flesh  I  feel  the  thorn, 
I  bless  the  day  that  I  was  born. 

3  Weary  of  life,  through  inbred  sin 
I  was,  but  now  defy  its  power : 

When  as  a  flood  the  foe  comes  in, 
My  soul  is  more  than  conqueror : 

1  tread  him  down  with  holy  scorn, 
And  bless  the  day  that  I  was  born. 

4  Come,  Lord,  and  make  me  pure  within, 
And  let  me  now  be  fill'd  with  God  ! 

Live  to  declare  I'm  sav'd  from  sin : 
And  if  I  seal  the  truth  with  blood, 
My  soul  from  out  the  body  torn, 
Shall  bless  the  day  that  I  was  born ! 

Monmouth— p.  121.]     HYMN  361.     6  lines  8s. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick'ning  fire 
Come,  and  my  hallow'd  heart  inspire, 
Sprinkled  with  the'  atoning  blood ; 
Now  to  my  soul  thyself  reveal, 
Thy  mighty  working  let  me  feel, 
And  know  that  I  am  born  of  God. 

2  Thy  witness  with  my  spirit  bear, 
That  God,  my  God,  inhabits  there  : 

Thou,  with  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
Eternal  life's  co-eval  beam, 
Be  Christ  in  me,  and  I  in  him, 

Till  perfect  we  are  made  in  one. 


310  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

3  When  wilt  thou  my  whole  heart  subdue  ? 
Come,  Lord,  and  form  my  soul  anew, 

Emptied  of  pride,  and  wrath,  and  hell : 
Less  than  the  least  of  all  thy  store 
Of  mercies,  I  myself  abhor  : 

All,  all  my  vileness  may  I  feel. 

4  Humble,  and  teachable,  and  mild, 

0  may  I,  as  a  little  child, 

My  lowly  Master's  steps  pursue  ! 
Be  anger  to  my  soul  unknown ; 
Hate,  envy,  jealousy,  be  gone  ; 

In  love  create  thou  all  things  new. 

5  Let  earth  no  more  my  heart  divide ; 
With  Christ  may  I  be  crucify'd ; 

To  thee  with  my  whole  heart  aspire ; 
Dead  to  the  world  and  all  its  toys, 
Its  idle  pomp,  and  fading  joys, 

Be  thou  alone  my  one  desire  ! 

6  Be  thou  my  joy,  be  thou  my  dread ; 
In  battle  cover  thou  my  head, 

Nor  earth,  nor  hell  I  then  shall  fear ; 

1  then  shall  turn  my  steady  face  : 
Want,  pain  defy — enjoy  disgrace — 

Glory  in  dissolution  near. 

7  My  will  be  swallow'd  up  in  thee  ! 
Light  in  thy  light  still  may  I  see, 

Beholding  thee  with  open  face  : 
CalPd  the  full  power  of  faith  to  prove, 
Let  all  my  hallow'd  life  be  love, 

And  all  my  spotless  life  be  praise. 

8  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick'ning  fire, 
My  consecrated  heart  inspire, 

Sprinkled  with  the  atoning  blood : 
Still  to  my  soul  thyself  reveal : 
Thy  mighty  working  may  I  feel, 

And  know  that  I  am  one  with  God. 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  311 

Swanwick—y.  15.]     HYMN  362.     C.  M. 

FATHER  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord, 
My  Saviour,  and  my  Head, 

1  trust  in  thee,  whose  powerful  word 

Hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead. 

2  Thou  know'st  for  my  offence  he  died, 
And  rose  again  for  me ; 

Fully  and  freely  justified, 
That  I  might  live  to  thee. 

3  Eternal  life  to  all  mankind 
Thou  hast  in  Jesus  given  : 

And  all  who  seek  in  him  shall  find 
The  happiness  of  heaven. 

4  O  God !  thy  record  I  believe, 

.  In  Abraham's  footsteps  tread; 
And  wait,  expecting  to  receive 
The  Christ,  the  promis'd  Seed. 

5  Faith  in  thy  power,  thou  seest  I  have, 
For  thou  this  faith  hast  wrought; 

Dead  souls  thou  callest  from  their  grave, 
And  speakest  worlds  from  nought. 

6  Things  that  are  not,  as  though  they  were, 
Thou  callest  by  their  name  ; 

Present  with  thee  the  future  are, 
With  thee,  the  great  I  AM. 

7  In  hope,  against  all  human  hope, 
Self-desperate  I  believe ; 

Thy  quick'ning  word  shall  raise  me  up, 
Thou  shalt  thy  Spirit  give. 

8  The  thing  surpasses  all  my  thought ; 
But  faithful  is  my  Lord  ; 

Through  unbelief  I  stagger  not, 
For  God  hath  spoke  the  word. 


312  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

9  Faith,  mighty  faith,  the  promise  sees, 
And  looks  to  that  alone  ; 

Laughs  at  impossibilities, 

And  cries,  "  It  shall  be  done !" 

10  To  thee  the  glory  of  thy  power 
And  faithfulness  I  give  ! 

1  shall  in  Christ,  at  that  glad  hour, 

And  Christ  in  me  shall  live. 

11  Obedient  faith  that  waits  on  thee, 
Thou  never  wilt  reprove ; 

But  thou  wilt  form  thy  Son  in  me, 
Aud  perfect  me  in  love. 

Clarendon— p.  33.]     HYMN  363.     CM. 

DEEPEN  the  wound  thy  hands  have  made 
In  this  weak,  helpless  soul; 
Till  mercy,  with  its  balmy  aid, 
Descend  to  make  me  whole. 

2  The  sharpness  of  thy  two-edg'd  sword 
Enable  me  to'  endure; 

Till  bold  to  say,  My  hallowing  Lord 
Hath  wrought  a  perfect  cure. 

3  I  see  the'  exceeding  broad  command, 
Which  all  contains  in  one ; 

Enlarge  my  heart  to  understand 
The  mystery  unknown. 

4  O  that  with  all  thy  saints  I  might 
By  sweet  experience  prove, 

What  is  the  length,  and  breadth,  and  height, 
And  depth  of  perfect  love  ! 

Mystery— p.  180.]    HYMN  364.   8  tones  7s  &  6s, 

GIVE  me  the  enlarg'd  desire, 
And  open,  Lord,  my  soul, 
Thy  own  fulness  to  require, 
And  comprehend  the  whole  : 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  313 

Stretch  my  faith's  capacity 

Wider  and  yet  wider  still : 
Then  with  all  that  is  in  thee, 

My  soul  for  ever  fill ! 

Eutaw— p.  110.]     HYMN  365.     6  lines  8s. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  all  quick'ning  fire, 
Come,  and  in  me  delight  to  rest; 
Drawn  by  the  lure  of  strong  desire, 

O  come  and  consecrate  my  breast ! 
The  temple  of  my  soul  prepare, 
And  fix  thy  sacred  presence  there  \ 

2  If  now  thy  influence  I  feel, 
If  now  in  thee  begin  to  live, 

Still  to  my  heart  thyself  reveal  : 

Give  me  thyself,  for  ever  give  : 
A  point  my  good,  a  drop  my  store, 
Eager  I  ask,  I  pant  for  more. 

3  Eager  for  thee  I  ask  and  pant, 
So  strong  the  principle  divine 

Carries  me  out  with  sweet  constraint, 

Till  all  my  hallow'd  soul  is  thine; 
Plung'd  in  the  Godhead's  deepest  sea, 
And  lost  in  thy  immensity. 

4  My  peace,  my  life,  my  comfort  thou, 
My  treasure  and  my  all  thou  art ! 

True  witness  of  my  sonship  now, 
Engraving  pardon  on  my  heart, 
Seal  of  my  sins  in  Christ  forgiven, 
Earnest  of  love,  and  pledge  of  heaven. 

5  Come  then,  my  God,  mark  out  thine  heir, 
Of  heaven  a  larger  earnest  give  ! 

With  clearer  light  thy  witness  bear ; 

More  sensibly  within  me  live : 
Let  all  my  powers  thine  entrance  feel, 
And  deeper  stamp  thyself  the  seal ! 
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314  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

Monmouth— p.  121.]    HYMN  366.    6  lines  8s. 

FATHER  of  everlasting  grace, 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  truth  we  praise, 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  truth  we  prove ; 
Thou  hast  in  honour  of  thy  Son, 
The  gift  unspeakable  sent  down, 

The  Spirit  of  life,  and  power,  and  love. 

2  Send  us  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 

To  make  the  depths  of  Godhead  known, 
To  make  us  share  the  life  divine : 

Send  him  the  sprinkled  blood  to'  apply, 

Send  him  our  souls  to  sanctify, 
And  show,  and  seal  us  ever  thine. 

3  So  shall  we  pray,  and  never  cease, 
So  shall  we  thankfully  confess 

Thy  wisdom,  truth,  and  power,  and  love ! 
With  joy  unspeakable  adore, 
And  bless  and  praise  thee  evermore, 

And  serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above. 

4  Till  added  to  that  heavenly  choir, 
We  raise  our  songs  of  triumphs  higher, 

And  praise  thee  in  a  bolder  strain ; 
Out-soar  the  first-born  seraph's  flight, 
And  sing,  with  all  our  friends  in  light, 

Thy  everlasting  love  to  man. 

Eutaw—y.  110.]    HYMN  367.    6  lines  8s. 

I  WANT  the  spirit  of  power  within, 
Of  love,  and  of  a  healthful  mind ; 
Of  power  to  conquer  inbred  sin: 

Of  love  to  thee  and  all  mankind ; 
Of  health,  that  pain  and  death  defies, 
Most  vigorous  when  the  body  dies. 
£  When  shall  I  hear  the  inward  voice, 
Which  only  faithful  souls  can  hear  ? 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  315 

Pardon,  and  peace,  and  heavenly  joys, 
Attend  the  promis'd  Comforter: 

0  come,  and  righteousness  divine, 

And  Christ,  and  all  with  Christ  are  mine  ! 

3  O  that  the  Comforter  would  come  ! 
Nor  visit  as  a  transient  guest, 

But  fix  in  me  his  constant  home, 

And  keep  possession  of  my  breast: 
And  make  my  soul  his  lov'd  abode, 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God ! 

4  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  heart  inspire ! 
Attest  that  I  am  born  again ; 

Come,  and  baptize  me  now  with  fire, 
Nor  let  thy  former  gifts  be  vain : 

1  cannot  rest  in  sins  forgiven ; 
Where  is  the  earnest  of  my  heaven  1 

5  Where  the  indubitable  seal, 

That  ascertains  the  kingdom  mine  ? 
The  powerful  stamp  I  long  to  feel, 

The  signature  of  love  divine ! 
O  shed  it  in  my  heart  abroad, 
Fulness  of  love,  of  heaven,  of  God ! 

Liberty— p.  108.]     HYMN  368.    6  lines  8s. 

OLOVE,  I  languish  at  thy  stay ! 
I  pine  for  thee  with  ling'ring  smart ! 
Weary  and  faint  through  long  delay  : 

When  wilt  thou  come  into  my  heart? 
From  sin  and  sorrow  set  me  free, 
And  swallow  up  my  soul  in  thee ! 

2  Come,  O  thou  universal  Good ! 

Balm  of  the  wounded  conscience,  come  ! 
The  hungry,  dying  spirit's  food, 

The  weary,  wandering  pilgrim's  home ; 
Haven  to  take  the  shipwreck'd  in, 
My  everlasting  rest  from  sin ! 


316  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

3  Be  thou,  O  love,  whate'er  I  want; 
Support  my  feebleness  of  mind ; 

Relieve  the  thirsty  soul,  the  faint 

Revive,  illuminate  the  blind ; 
The  mournful  cheer,  the  drooping  lead, 
And  heal  the  sick,  and  raise  the  dead. 

4  Come,  O  my  comfort  and  delight! 

My  strength  and  health,  my  shield  and  sun! 
My  boast,  and  confidence,  and  might, 

My  joy,  my  glory,  and  my  crown: 
My  Gospel  hope,  my  calling's  prize; 
My  tree  of  life,  my  paradise. 

5  The  Secret  of  the  Lord  thou  art, 
The  mystery  so  long  unknown, 

Christ  in  a  pure  and  perfect  heart! 

The  name  inscrib'd  on  the  white  stone ! 
The  life  divine,  the  little  leaven, 
My  precious  pearl,  my  present  heaven. 

Amsterdam— p.  176.]  HYMN  369.  8 lines 7 s& 6s. 

FIRST  PART. 

OGRE  AT  mountain,  who  art  thou? 
Immense,  immovable ! 
High  as  heaven  aspires  thy  brow, 

Thy  foot  sinks  deep  as  hell ! 
Thee,  alas,  I  long  have  known, 

Long  have  felt  thee  fixt  within; 
Still  beneath  thy  weight  I  groan; 
Thou  art  Indwelling  Sin. 

2  Thou  art  darkness  in  my  mind, 

Perverseness  in  my  will ! 
Love  inordinate  and  blind, 

That  always  cleaves  to  ill : 
Every  passion's  wild  excess; 

Anger,  lust,  and  pride  thou  art : 


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Thou  art  sin  and  sinfulness, 
And  unbelief  of  heart ! 

3  Not  by  human  might  or  power 
Canst  thou  be  mov'd  from  hence : 

But  thou  shalt  flow  down  before 

Divine  Omnipotence: 
My  Zerubbabel  is  near: 

I  have  not  believ'd  in  vain : 
Thou,  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Shalt  sink  into  a  plain. 

4  Christ,  the  Head,  the  Corner  Stone, 
Shall  be  brought  forth  in  me : 

Glory  be  to  Christ  alone  ! 

His  grace  shall  set  me  free : 
I  shall  shout  my  Saviour's  name; 

Him  I  evermore  shall  praise : 
All  the  work  of  grace  proclaim, 

Of  sanctifying  grace. 

5  Christ  hath  the  Foundation  laid, 
And  Christ  shall  build  me  up : 

Surely  I  shall  soon  be  made 

Partaker  of  my  hope : 
Author  of  my  faith  he  is, 

He  its  Finisher  shall  be; 
Perfect  love  shall  seal  me  his 

To  all  eternity. 

SECOND  PART. 

WHO  hath  slighted  or  contemn'd 

The  day  of  feeble  things? 
I  shall  be  by  grace  redeem'd; 

'Tis  grace  salvation  brings: 
Ready  now  my  Saviour  stands !' 

Him  I  now  rejoice  to  see 
With  the  plummet  in  his  hands,. 

To  build  and  finish  me. 
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318  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

2  I  right  early  shall  awake 
And  see  the  perfect  day; 

Soon  the  Lamb  of  God  shall  take 

My  inbred  sin  away ; 
When  to  me  my  Lord  shall  come, 

Sin  for  ever  shall  depart; 
Jesus  takes  up  all  the  room 

In  a  believing  heart. 

3  Son  of  God,  arise,  arise, 
And  to  thy  temple  come  ! 

Look,  and  with  thy  flaming  eyes, 

The  man  of  sin  consume; 
Slay  him  with  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 

Reign  thou  in  my  heart  alone; 
Speak  the  sanctifying  word, 

And  seal  me  all  thine  own. , 

Liberty—?.  108.]  HYMN  370.  6  lines  8s. 

PRISONERS  of  hope,  lift  up  your  heads, 
The  day  of  liberty  draws  near! 
Jesus,  who  on  the  Serpent  treads, 

Shall  soon  in  your  behalf  appear : 
The  Lord  will  to  his  temple  come; 
Prepare  your  hearts  to  make  him  room. 

2  Ye  all  shall  find  whom  in  his  word 
Himself  hath  caus'd  to  put  your  trust, 

The  Father  of  our  dying  Lord 
Is  ever  to  his  promise  just; 
Faithful  if  we  our  sins  confess, 
To  cleanse  from  all  unrighteousness. 

3  Yes,  Lord,  we  must  believe  thee  kind, 
Thou  never  canst  unfaithful  prove : 

Surely  we  shall  thy  mercy  find ; 

Who  ask,  shall  all  receive  thy  love : 
Nor  canst  thou  it  to  me  deny; 
I  ask,  the  chief  of  sinners,  I ! 


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4  O  ye  of  fearful  hearts,  be  strong! 
Your  downcast  eyes  and  hands  lift  up ! 

Ye  shall  not  be  forgotten  long: 

Hope  to  the  end,  in  Jesus  hope! 
Tell  him,  ye  wait  his  grace  to  prove ; 
And  cannot  fail,  if  God  is  love  ! 

5  Prisoners  of  hope,  be  strong,  be  bold; 
Cast  off  your  doubts,  disdain  to  fear  ! 

Dare  to  believe  !  on  Christ  lay  hold ! 

Wrestle  with  Christ  in  mighty  prayer ; 
Tell  him,  "  We  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  we  thy  name,  thy  nature  know." 

6  Hast  thou  not  died  to  purge  our  sin, 
And  rose,  thy  death  for  us  to  plead? 

To  write  thy  law  of  love  within 

Our  hearts,  and  make  us  free  indeed  ] 
That  we  our  Eden  might  regain, 
Thou  diedst,  and  could'st  not  die  in  vain. 

7  Lord,  we  believe,  and  wait  the  hour, 
Which  all  thy  great  salvation  brings ; 

The  Spirit  of  love,  and  health,  and  power, 
Shall  come,  and  make  us  priests  and  kings ; 

Thou  wilt  perform  thy  faithful  word, 

"The  servant  shall  be  as  his  Lord." 

S  The  promise  stands  for  ever  sure, 
And  we  shall  in  thine  image  shine, 

Partakers  of  a  nature  pure, 
Holy,  angelical,  divine; 

In  spirit  join'd  to  thee,  the  Son, 

As  thou  art  with  thy  Father  one. 

Triumph— p.  69.]     HYMN  371.     L.  M. 

LET  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast; 
The  mighty  glory  in  his  might : 
The  rich  in  flatt'ring  riches  trust, 
Which  take  their  everlasting  flight. 


320  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

The  rush  of  numerous  years  bears  down 
The  most  gigantic  strength  of  man ; 

And  where  is  all  his  wisdom  gone, 
When  dust  he  turns  to  dust  again? 

2  One  only  gift  can  justify 

The  boasting  soul  that  knows  his  God; 
When  Jesus  doth  his  blood  apply, 

I  glory  in  his  sprinkled  blood. 
The  Lord  my  Righteousness  I  praise, 

I  triumph  in  the  love  divine, 
The  wisdom,  wealth,  and  strength  of  grace* 

In  Christ  to  endless  ages  mine. 

Farnworth—v>  96-]     HYMN  372.     S.  M. 

LORD,  in  the  strength  of  grace, 
With  a  glad  heart  and  free, 
Myself,  my  residue  of  days, 
I  consecrate  to  thee. 

2  Thy  ransom'd  servant  I, 

Restore  to  thee  thy  own; 
And  from  this  moment  live  or  die, 

To  serve  my  God  alone. 

Tunbridge—v  113-1     HYMN  373.     6  lines  8s 

OGOD,  what  offering  shall  I  give 
To  thee,  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies  ? 
My  spirit,  soul,  and  flesh  receive, 

A  holy,  living  sacrifice, 
Small  as  it  is,  'tis  all  my  store; 
More  should'st  thou  have,  if  I  had  more. 

2  Now  then,  my  God,  thou  hast  my  soul : 
No  longer  mine,  but  thine  I  am : 

Guard  thou  thine  own,  possess  it  whole  ! 
Cheer  it  with  hope,  with  love  inflame  I 

Thou  hast  my  spirit ;  there  display 

Thy  glory  to  the  perfect  day. 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  321 

3  Thou  hast  my  flesh,  thy  hallow'd  shrine, 
Devoted  solely  to  thy  will : 

Here  let  thy  light  for  ever  shine: 

This  house  still  let  thy  presence  fill: 
O  Source  of  Life — live,  dwell,  and  move 
In  me,  till  all  my  life  be  love ! 

4  O  never  in  these  veils  of  shame, 
(Sad  fruits  of  sin,)  my  glorying  be  ! 

Clothe  with  salvation,  through  thy  name, 

My  soul,  and  let  me  put  on  thee ! 
Be  living  faith  my  costly  dress, 
And  my  best  robe  thy  righteousness. 

5  Send  down  thy  likeness  from  above, 
And  let  this  my  adorning  be : 

Clothe  me  with  wisdom,  patience,  love, 

With  lowliness  and  purity: 
Than  gold  and  pearls  more  precious  far, 

And  brighter  than  the  morning  star. 

6  Lord,  arm  me  with  thy  Spirit's  might, 
Since  I  am  call'd  by  thy  great  name, 

In  thee  let  all  my  thoughts  unite, 

Of  all  my  works  be  thou  the  aim : 
Thy  love  attend  me  all  my  days, 
And  my  sole  business  be  thy  praise! 

Gainsborough—]).  6.]     HYMN  374.     C.  M. 
IATHER,  into  thy  hands  alone 
I  have  my  all  restor'd : 
My  all,  thy  property  I  own: 
The  steward  of  the  Lord. 

2  Hereafter  none  can  take  away 
My  life,  or  goods,  or  fame; 

Ready  at  thy  demand  to  lay 
Them  down,  I  always  am. 

3  Confiding  in  thy  only  love, 
Through  Jesus  strength'ning  me, 


F 


322  FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

1  wait  thy  faithfulness  to  prove 

And  give  back  all  to  thee. 

4  Take  when  thou  wilt  into  thy  hands,. 
And  as  thou  wilt  require ; 

Resume,  by  the  Chaldean  bands, 
Or  the  devouring  fire. 

5  Determined  all  thy  will  to'  obey, 
Thy  blessings  I  restore ; 

Give,  Lord,  or  take  thy  gifts  away, 
I  praise  thee  evermore. 

Rochester—?.  18.]     HYMN  375.     C.  ML 

FATHER,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift; 
My  soul  on  thee  depends  ; 
Convinc'd  that  every  perfect  gift 
From  thee  alone  descends. 

2  Mercy  and  grace  are  thine  alone, 
And  power,  and  wisdom  too : 

Without  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 
We  nothing  good  can  do. 

3  We  cannot  speak  one  useful  word, 
One  holy  thought  conceive ; 

Unless,  in  answer  to  our  Lord, 
Thyself  the  blessing  give. 

4  His  blood  demands  the  purchas'd  grace 
His  blood's  availing  plea 

Obtain'd  the  help  for  all  our  race, 
And  sends  it  down  to  me. 

5  Thou  all  our  works  in  us  hast  wrought, 
Our  good  is  all  divine : 

The  praise  of  every  virtuous  thought, 
And  righteous  word,  is  thine. 

6  From  thee,  through  Jesus,  we  receive 
The  power  on  thee  to  call ; 


FOR  FULL  REDEMPTION.  323 

In  whom  we  are,  and  move,  and  live, 
Our  God  is  all  in  all. 

Martin's  Lane— p.  123.]     HYMN  376.     12  8s. 

THOU,  Jesus,  thou  my  breast  inspire, 
And  touch  my  lips  with  hallow'd  fire, 

And  loose  a  stamm'ring  infant's  tongue : 
Prepare  the  vessel  of  thy  grace ; 
Adorn  me  with  the  robes  of  praise, 

And  mercy  shall  be  all  my  song: 
Mercy  for  all  who  know  not  God ; 
Mercy  for  all  in  Jesus'  blood ; 

Mercy  that  earth  and  heaven  transcends ; 
Love,  that  o'erwhelms  the  saints  in  light: 
The  length,  and  breadth,  and  depth,  and  height 

Of  love  divine,  which  never  ends. 

2  A  faithful  witness  of  thy  grace, 
Well  may  I  fill  the  allotted  space, 

And  answer  all  thy  great  design; 
Walk  in  the  works  by  thee  prepar'd, 
And  find  amnex'd  the  vast  reward, 

The  crown  of  righteousness  divine. 
When  I  have  liv'd  to  thee  alone, 
Pronounce  the  welcome  word,  "  Well  done !" 

And  let  me  take  my  place  above ! 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  all  eternity  employ, 

In  praise,  and  ecstacy,  and  love. 


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TRUSTING  IN  GRACE  AND  PROVIDENCE. 


Broomsgrove—ip.  30.]     HYMN  377.     C.  M. 

WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 
My  rising  soul  surveys: 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise  ! 

2  O  how  can  words  with  equal  warmth 
The  gratitude  declare, 

That  glows  within  my  ravish'd  heart  ? 
But  thou  canst  read  it  there ! 

3  Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd, 
And  all  my  wants  redress'd, 

While  in  the  silent  womb  I  lay, 
And  hung  upon  the  breast. 

4  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries, 
Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear  ; 

Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 

5  Unnumber'd  comforts  on  my  soul 
Thy  tender  care  bestow'd; 

Before  my  infant  heart  conceiv'd 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

6  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth, 
With  heedless  steps  I  ran ; 

Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

7  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  deaths, 
It  gently  clear'd  my  way; 

And  through  the  pleasing  snares  of  vice, 
More  to  be  fear'd  than  they. 


TRUSTING  IN  GRACE,  ETC.  325 

8  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 
My  daily  thanks  employ : 

Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

9  Through  every  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue; 

And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  pleasing  theme  renew. 

10  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 
A  grateful  song  I  '11  raise ; 

But  O  !  eternity  's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

Clarks— p.  183.]    HYMN  378.   7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

VAIN,  delusive  world,  adieu  ! 
With  all  of  creature  good, 
Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood! 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride, 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucify'd. 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 
'Tis  all  but  vanity: 

Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, 

He  tasted  death  for  me  ! 
Me  to  save  from  endless  wo 

The  sin-atoning  Victim  died! 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd  ! 

3  Here  will  I  set  up  my  rest ; 
My  fluctuating  heart 

From  the  haven  of  his  breast 

Shall  never  more  depart: 
Whither  should  a  sinner  go  ? 

His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide; 
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326  TRUSTING  IN  GRACE 

Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucify'd  ! 

4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 
And  pleasure  without  end ; 

This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abide, 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd  ! 

5  O  that  I  could  all  invite, 
This  saving  truth  to  prove : 

Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  the  height 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  love  ! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  apply'd  ! 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucify'd. 

Salford—v.  5.]     HYMN  379.     C.  M. 

WITH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
Of  our  High  Priest  above  ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 

He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean 
For  he  hath  felt  the  same. 

3  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 
Pour'd  out  strong  cries  and  tears, 

And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 
What  every  member  bears. 

4  He  '11  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 
But  raise  it  to  a  flame ; 

The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 


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5  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  power ; 
We  shall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace 

In  the  distressing  hour. 

Brewer— p.  58.]     HYMN  380.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone ; 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon: 
His  track  I  see,  and  I  '11  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  1  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment ; 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness 

I  '11  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been, 
Because  I  was  not  sav'd  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"Come  hither,  soul,  I  am  the  way." 

5  Lo  !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb, 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  whose  I  am; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give, 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round, 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found, 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say,  "  Behold  the  way  to  God  !" 

Broomsgrove— p.  30.]     HYMN  381.     CM. 

MY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
My  everlasting  All, 
I  've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 


328  TRUSTING  IN  GRACE 

2  What  empty  things  are  all  the  skies, 
And  this  inferior  clod  ! 

There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joy, 
There 's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun, 
Scatters  his  feeble  light ; 

'Tis  thy  sweet  beams  cieate  my  noon, 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whilst  upon  my  restless  bed, 
Among  the  shades  I  roll, 

If  my  Redeemer  shows  his  head, 
'Tis  morning  with  my  soul. 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth,  and  friends, 
And  health,  and  safe  abode  : 

Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  things ; 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  wealth, 
If  once  compar'd  to  thee  : 

Or  what's  my  safety,  or  my  health, 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me  1 

7  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 
And  call'd  the  stars  my  own, 

Without  thy  graces  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 
And  grasp  in  all  the  shore : 

Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more. 

Townhead—y.  144.]     HYMN  382.    4  lines  7s. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  we  journey  let  us  sing; 
Sing  our  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 


AND  PROVIDENCE.  329 

2  We  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  O  ye  banish'd  seed,  be  glad, 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made : 
Us  to  save  our  flesh  assumes, 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

4  Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father's  Son, 
Bids  us  undismay'd  go  on. 

5  Lord  !  obediently  we'll  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below : 
Only  thou  our  leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee ! 

Lutorir-y.  52.]     HYMN  383      L.  M. 

HOW  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd; 

1  blush  in  all  things  to  abound ; 

The  servant  is  above  his  Lord  ! 

2  Inur'd  to  poverty  and  pain, 

A  sufPring  life  my  Master  led; 
The  Son  of  God,  the  Son  of  Man, 
He  had  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

3  But  lo  !  a  place  he  hath  prepar'd 

For  me,  whom  watchful  angels  keep ; 
Yea,  he  himself  becomes  my  guard ; 

He  smooths  my  bed,  and  gives  me  sleep. 

4  Jesus  protects  ;  my  fears  begone: 
What  can  the  Rock  of  Ages  move ! 

Safe  in  thy  arms  I  lay  me  down, 
Thy  everlasting  arms  of  love. 
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330  TRUSTING  IN  GRACE 

5  While  thou  art  intimately  nigh, 
Who,  who  shall  violate  my  rest] 

Sin,  earth,  and  hell,  I  now  defy; 
I  lean  upon  my  Saviour's  breast. 

6  I  rest  beneath  the'  Almighty  shade, 
My  griefs  expire,  my  troubles  cease; 

Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  my  soul  is  stay'd, 
Wilt  keep  me  still  in  perfect  peace. 

7  Me  for  thine  own  thou  lov'st  to  take 
In  time  and  in  eternity ; 

Thou  never,  never  wilt  forsake 
A  helpless  worm  that  trusts  in  thee. 

Mount  Ephraim.]     HYMN  384.     S.  M. 

COMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  sure  trust  and  tender  care, 
Who  earth  and  heaven  commands: 
Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 
Whom  winds  and  seas  obey, 
He  shall  direct  thy  wand'ring  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

2  Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 
So  safe  shalt  thou  go  on: 

Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye, 

So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 

No  profit  canst  thou  gain, 

By  self-consuming  care ; 
To  him  commend  thy  cause  :  his  ear 

Attends  the  softest  prayer. 

3  Thine  everlasting  truth, 
Father,  thy  ceaseless  love, 

Sees  all  thy  children's  wants,  and  knows 
What  best  for  each  will  prove; 
And  whatsoe'er  thou  will'st, 
Thou  dost,  O  King  of  kings  ! 


AND  PROVIDENCE.  331 

What 's  thy  unerring  wisdom's  choice, 
Thy  power  to  being  brings. 

4  Thou  every  where  hast  way, 
And  all  things  serve  thy  might; 

Thine  every  act  pure  blessing  is, 
Thy  path  unsullied  light; 
When  thou  arisest,  Lord, 
What  shall  thy  work  withstand? 

When  all  thy  children  want,  thou  giv'st : 
Who,  who  shall  stay  thy  hand  ] 

Shirland—p.  92.]     HYMN  385.     S.  Jfl. 

GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears, 
Hope,  and  be  undismay'd; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears, 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head : 
Through  waves,  and  clouds,  and  storms, 
He  gently  clears  thy  way; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  so  shall  this  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

2  Still  heavy  is  thy  heart  1 

Still  sink  thy  spirits  down? 
Cast  off  the  weight,  let  fear  depart, 

And  every  care  be  gone. 

What  though  thou  rulest  not, 

Yet  heaven,  and  earth,  and  hell, 
Proclaim,  God  sitteth  on  the  throne, 

And  ruleth  all  things  well. 

8  Leave  to  his  sovereign  sway 

To  choose  and  to  command: 
So  shalt  thou,  wond'ring,  own  his  way, 

How  wise ;  how  strong  his  hand  ! 

Far,  far  above  thy  thought 

His  counsel  shall  appear, 
When  fully  he  the  work  hath  wrought 

That  caus'd  thy  needless  fear. 


332  TRUSTING  IN  GRACE 

4  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 
Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee ; 

0  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee: 
Let  us  in  life,  in  death, 

Thy  steadfast  truth  declare ; 
And  publish  with  our  latest  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

New  Sabbath— y.  78.]     HYMN  386.     L.  M. 

GOD  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power, 
Thro'  various  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turn'd  aside  the  fatal  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head  ! 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 
Thy  ruling  providence  I  see : 

Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O  whither  should  I  fly ! 
But  to  my  loving  Saviour's  breast; 

Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest. 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun, 
But  thou,  O  Christ!  my  wisdom  art: 

1  ever  into  ruin  run, 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 
Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known; 

Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find, 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

6  Enlarge  my  heart  to  make  thee  room; 
Enter,  and  in  me  ever  stay: 

The  crooked  then  shall  straight  become, 
The  darkness  shall  be  lost  in  day. 


AND  PROVIDENCE.  333 

Hanover— p.  189.]     HYMN  387.     10s  &  lis. 

THO'  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all 
unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  promise  assures  us,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds,  without  barn  or  storehouse,  are  fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our  bread  : 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  deny'd, 
So  long  as  'tis  written,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  all  may,  like  ships,  by  tempests  be  tost 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  need  not  be  lost ; 
Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
Yet  Scripture  engages,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey,  like  Abrah'm  of  old : 

We  know  not  the  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold ; 
For  tho'  we  are  strangers,  we  have  a  sure  guide, 
And  trust  in  all  dangers,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  our  path, 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we  triumph  by  faith  ; 
He  cannot  take  from  us  (though  oft  he  has  try'd) 
The  heart-cheering  promise,  The  Lord  will  pro- 
vide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain, 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  obtain : 
But  when  such  suggestions  our  graces  have  try'd, 
This  answers  all  questions,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own,  nor  goodness  we  claim: 
Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus's  name  ; 

In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide  ; 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

8  When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through; 


334  TRUSTING  IN  GRACE 

Not  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  The  Lord  will  provide. 

Pastoral  Hymn— p.  114.]  HYMN  388.  elinesSs. 

THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye : 
My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 
My  weary,  wand'ring  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 

My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still : 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

4  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 
Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

Mear—y.  1.]     HYMN  389.     C.  M. 

GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines, 
Of  never-failing  skill, 


AND  PROVIDENCE.  335 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  :     £ 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

Eaton— p.  50.]     HYMN  890.     L.  M. 

AWAY,  my  unbelieving  fear ! 
Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  place ; 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 

He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face : 
But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  go, 

And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no, 
I  never  will  give  up  my  shield. 

2  Although  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 

Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil, 
The  with'ring  fig  trees  drop  and  die, 

The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil, 
The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford, 

And  perish  all  the  bleating  race, 
Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 

The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 


336  TRUSTING  Itt  GRACE 

3  Barren  although  my  soul  remain, 
And  not  one  bud  of  grace  appear, 

No  fruit  of  all  my  toil  and  pain, 

But  sin,  and  only  sin  is  here  : 
Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  lost, 

My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see  ; 
Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trust, 

And  glory  that  he  died  for  me. 

4  In  hope  believing  against  hope, 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  I  claim, 

Jesus,  my  strength,  shall  lift  me  up, 

Salvation  is  in  Jesus'  name. 
To  me  he  soon  shall  bring  it  nigh, 

My  soul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind  ; 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 

Truro— p.  73.]     HYMN  391.     L.  M. 

PEACE,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not 
fear  ! 
Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near  : 
Who  fed  thee  last,  will  feed  thee  still, 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  his  will. 

2  The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  sky, 
In  mercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry ; 

His  promise  all  may  freely  claim, 
"  Ask  and  receive  in  Jesus'  name." 

3  His  stores  are  open  all,  and  free 
To  such  as  truly  upright  be  ; 
Water  and  bread  he  '11  give  for  food, 
With  all  things  else  which  he  sees  good. 

4  Your  sacred  hairs  which  are  so  small, 
By  God  himself  are  number'd  all ; 
This  truth  he  's  publish'd  all  abroad, 
That  men  may  learn  to  trust  the  Lord. 


AND   PROVIDENCE.  337 

5  The  ravens  daily  he  doth  feed, 

And  sends  them  food  as  they  have  need ; 
Although  they  nothing  have  in  store, 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  gives  them  more. 

6  Then  do  not  seek  with  anxious  care, 
What  ye  shall  eat,  or  drink,  or  wear, 
Your  heavenly  Father  will  you  feed, 

He  knows  that  all  these  things  you  need. 

7  Without  reserve  give  Christ  your  heart ; 
Let  him  his  righteousness  impart ; 

Then  all  things  else  he  '11  freely  give ; 
With  him  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

8  Thus  shall  the  soul  be  truly  blest, 
That  seeks  in  God  his  only  rest ; 
May  I  that  happy  person  be, 

In  time  and  in  eternity. 

aorkam—y.  139.]     HYMN  392.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

COME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
My  comrades  through  the  wilderness, 
Who  still  your  bodies  feel : 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears, 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  that  celestial  hill. 

2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place, 

The  saints'  secure  abode  ; 
On  faith's  strong  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies, 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  our  Master  here, 
We  shall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down  ; 
To  patient  faith  the  -prize  is  sure; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown. 
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338  TRUSTING   IN    GRACE 

4  Thrice  blessed  bliss-inspiring  hope  ! 
It  lifts  the  fainting  spirits  up ; 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  : 
Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past, 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last, 

Triumphant  with  our  head. 

5  That  great  mysterious  Deity, 
We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see, 

The  beatific  sight ; 
Shall  fill  the  heavenly  courts  with  praise, 
And  wide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 

Of  everlasting  light. 

6  The  Father,  shining  on  his  throne, 
The  glorious  co-eternal  Son, 

The  Spirit,  One  and  seven, 
Conspire  our  rapture  to  complete  ; 
And  lo  !  we  fall  before  his  feet, 

And  silence  heightens  heaven. 

7  In  hope  of  that  ecstatic  pause, 
Jesus,  we  now  sustain  the  cross, 

And  at  thy  footstool  fall ; 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal, 
Till  thou  our  ravish'd  spirits  fill, 

And  God  be  all  in  all. 

Heavenly  Joy— p.  36.]     HYMN  393.    CM. 

JESUS,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
To  thee  for  help  we  fly  : 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep, 

For,  O  !  the  wolf  is  nigh  ! 
2  He  comes,  of  hellish  malice  full, 

To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay ; 
He  seizes  every  straggling  soul, 

As  his  own  lawful  prey. 
S  Us  into  thy  protection  take, 

And  gather  with  thy  arm ; 


AND   PROVIDENCE.  669 

Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake, 
The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

4  We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  power, 
While  by  our  Shepherd's  side ; 

The  sheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

5  O  do  not  suffer  him  to  part 
The  souls  that  here  agree  : 

But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee  ! 

6  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 
Together  let  us  die  ; 

And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 
And  reign  above  the  sky. 

Plymouth  Dock— p.  109.]  HYMN  394.  6linesSs. 

MASTER,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim, 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  I  long  to  be  ! 
Thou  seest,  at  last,  I  willing  am 

Where'er  thou  goest,  to  follow  thee : 
Myself  in  all  things  to  deny  ; 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  live  and  die. 

2  Whate'er  my  sinful  flesh  requires, 
For  thee  I  cheerfully  forego ; 

My  covetous  and  vain  desires, 

My  hopes  of  happiness  below  ; 
My  senses'  and  my  passions'  food 
And  all  my  thirst  for  creature  good. 

3  Pleasure,  and  wealth,  and  praise  no  more 
Shall  lead  my  captive  soul  astray; 

My  fond  pursuits  I  all  give  o'er, 
Thee,  only  thee,  resolv'd  to'  obey : 

My  own  in  all  things  to  resign, 
And  know  no  other  will  but  thine. 


340  TRUSTING  IN  GRACE 

4  All  power  is  thine  in  earth  and  heaven : 
All  fulness  dwells  in  thee  alone ; 

Whate'er  I  have  was  freely  given : 
Nothing  but  sin  I  call  my  own  : 
Other  propriety  disclaim  : 
Thou  only  art  the  great  I  AM. 

5  Wherefore  to  thee  I  all  resign : 
Being  thou  art,  and  Love,  and  Power  : 

Thy  only  will  be  done,  not  mine  ! 

Thee,  Lord,  let  heaven  and  earth  adore  ! 
Flow  back  the  rivers  to  the  sea, 
And  let  our  all  be  lost  in  thee  ! 

Kingswood— p.  185.]  HYMN  395.  7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

CAST  on  the  fidelity 
Of  my  redeeming  Lord, 

1  shall  his  salvation  see, 

According  to  his  word  : 
Credence  to  his  word  I  give, 

My  Saviour  in  distresses  past, 
Will  not  now  his  servant  leave, 

But  bring  me  through  at  last 

2  Better  than  my  boding  fears 
To  me  thou  oft  hast  prov'd  ; 

Oft  observ'd  my  silent  tears, 

And  challeng'd  thy  belov'd  : 
Mercy  to  my  rescue  flew, 

And  death  ungrasp'd  his  fainting  prey: 
Pain  before  thy  face  withdrew, 

And  sorrow  fled  away. 

3  Now  as  yesterday  the  same, 
In  all  my  troubles  nigh, 

Jesus,  on  thy  word  and  name 

I  steadfastly  rely : 
Sure  as  now  the  grief  I  feel, 

The  promis'd  joy  I  soon  shall  have ; 


AND  PROVIDENCE.  341 

Sav'd  again,  to  sinners  tell 

Thy  power  and  will  to  save. 
4  To  thy  blessed  will  resign'd, 

And  stay'd  on  that  alone, 
I  thy  perfect  strength  shall  find, 

Thy  faithful  mercies  own  ; 
Compass'd  round  with  songs  of  praise, 

My  all  to  my  Redeemer  give  ; 
Spread  thy  miracles  of  grace, 

And  to  thy  glory  live. 

Bramcoat—p.  62.]     HYMN  396.     L.  M. 

THOU  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  Peace, 
For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ; 
My  longing  heart  implores  thy  grace  : 
O  make  me  in  thy  likeness  shine  ! 

2  With  fraudless,  even,  humble  mind, 
Thy  will  in  all  things  may  I  see ; 

In  love  be  every  wish  resign'd, 

And  hallow'd  my  whole  heart  to  thee. 

3  When  pain  o'er  my  weak  flesh  prevails, 
With  lamb-like  patience  arm  my  breast ; 

When  grief  my  wounded  soul  assails, 
In  lowly  meekness  may  I  rest. 

4  Close  by  thy  side  still  may  I  keep, 
Howe'er  life's  various  current  flow ; 

With  steadfast  eye  mark  every  step, 
And  follow  thee  where'er  thou  go. 

5  Thou,  Lord,  the  dreadful  fight  hast  won ; 
Alone  thou  hast  the  wine  press  trod ; 

In  me  thy  strengthening  grace  be  shown, 
O  may  I  conquer  through  thy  blood ! 

6  So,  when  on  Sion  thou  shalt  stand, 
And  all  heaven's  hosts  adore  their  King, 

Shall  I  be  found  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  free  from  pain  thy  glories  sing. 


342  TRUSTING   IN    GRACE 

Portugal— p.  53.]     HYMN  397.     L.  M. 

ETERNAL  Beam  of  Light  divine, 
Fountain  of  unexhausted  love  ; 
In  whom  the  Father's  glories  shine, 
Through  earth  beneath,  and  heaven  above. 

2  Jesus,  the  weary  wanderer's  rest, 
Give  me  thy  easy  yoke  to  bear ; 

With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 
With  spotless  love,  and  lowly  fear. 

3  Thankful  I  take  the  cup  from  thee, 
Prepar'd  and  mingled  by  thy  skill : 

Though  bitter  to  the  taste  it  be, 
Powerful  the  wounded  soul  to  heal. 

4  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  Ages,  nigh  ! 

So  shall  each  murm'ring  thought  be  gone ; 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care,  shall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

5  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  "  Peace  ;'* 
Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  "  Be  still ;" 

Thy  power  my  strength  and  fortress  is, 
For  all  things  serve  thy  sovereign  will. 

6  O  death  !  where  is  thy  sting  1  Where  now 
Thy  boasted  victory,  O  grave  1 

Who  shall  contend  with  God  1  or  who 
Can  hurt  when  God  delights  to  save  1 

Hanover— p.  189.]     HYMN  398.     10s  &  lis. 

THE  earth  is  the  Lord's,  and  all  it  contains ; 
The  truth  of  his  word  for  ever  remains  ; 
The  saints  have  a  mountain  of  blessings  in  him ; 
His  grace  is  the  fountain,  his  peace  is  the  stream. 

2  To  him  our  request,  we  now  have  made  known. 
Who  sees  what  is  best,  for  each  of  his  own : 


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Our  heathenish  care>  we  cast  it  aside  ; 
He  heareth  the  prayer,  and  he  will  provide. 

3  The  modest  and  meek  the  earth  shall  possess : 
The  kingdom  who  seek  of  Jesus's  grace, 
The  power  of  his  Spirit  shall  joyfully  own, 
And  all  things  inherit,  in  virtue  of  one. 

Luther's— p.  107.]     HYMN  399.     6  lines  8s. 

NO W  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein 
Sure  my  soul's  anchor  may  remain  ; 
The  wounds  of  Jesus  for  my  sin, 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain  ; 
Whose  mercy  shall  unshaken  stay, 
When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled  away. 

2  Father,  thine  everlasting  grace 
Our  scanty  thought  surpasses  far  : 

Thy  heart  still  melts  with  tenderness  ; 

Thy  arms  of  love  still  open  are, 
Returning  sinners  to  receive, 
That  mercy  they  may  taste,  and  live. 

3  O  love,  thou  bottomless  abyss  \ 
My  sins  are  swallow'd  up  in  thee  ; 

Cover'd  is  my  unrighteousness, 

Nor  spot  of  guilt  remains  on  me, 
While  Jesus'  blood,  through  earth  and  skies, 
Mercy,  free  boundless  mercy,  cries  ! 

4  By  faith  I  plunge  me  in  this  sea, 
Here  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 

Hither,  when  hell  assails,  I  flee  ; 

I  look  into  my  Saviour's  breast ; 
Away,  sad  doubt,  and  anxious  fear, 
Mercy  is  all  that 's  written  there. 

5  Though  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 
Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends  be 

gone ; 


344  the  christian's  warfare. 

Though  joys  be  wither'd  all  and  dead, 
Though  every  comfort  be  withdrawn ; 

On  this  my  steadfast  soul  relies, 
Father,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 

6  Fixt  on  this  ground  will  I  remain, 
Though  my  heart  fail,  and  flesh  decay; 

This  anchor  shall  my  soul  sustain, 
When  earth's  foundations  melt  away; 

Mercy's  full  power  I  then  shall  prove, 
Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  Love. 


THE  CHRISTIAN'S  WARFARE. 

Falcon- Street— p.  94.]     HYMN  400.     S.  M. 

FIRST  PART. 

SOLDIERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  put  your  armour  on, 
Strong  in  the  strength  which  God  supplies 
Through  his  eternal  Son  ; 
Strong  in  the  Lord  of  Hosts, 
And  in  his  mighty  power, 
Who  in  the  strength  of  Jesus  trusts, 
Is  more  than  conqueror. 

2  Stand  then  in  his  great  might, 
With  all  his  strength  endu'd  ; 

But  take,  to  arm  you  for  the  fight, 

The  panoply  of  God  : 

That  having  all  things  done, 

And  all  your  conflicts  past, 
Ye  may  o'ercome  through  Christ  alone, 

And  stand  entire  at  last. 

3  Stand,  then,  against  your  foes, 
In  close  and  firm  array ; 


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Legions  of  wily  fiends  oppose 

Throughout  the  evil  day: 

But  meet  the  sons  of  night, 

But  mock  their  vain  design, 
Arm'd  in  the  arms  of  heavenly  light, 

Of  righteousness  divine. 

4  Leave  no  unguarded  place, 

No  weakness  of  the  soul ; 
Take  every  virtue,  every  grace, 

And  fortify  the  whole  : 

Indissolubly  join'd, 

To  battle  all  proceed  ; 
But  arm  yourselves  with  all  the  mind 

That  was  in  Christ  your  Head. 

SECOND  PART. 

BUT,  above  all,  lay  hold 

On  faith's  victorious  shield  ; 
Arm'd  with  that  adamant  and  gold 

Be  sure  to  win  the  field : 

If  faith  surround  your  heart, 

Satan  shall  be  subdu'd  ; 
Repell'd  his  every  fiery  dart, 

And  quench'd  with  Jesus'  blood. 

2  Jesus  hath  died  for  you  ! 
What  can  his  love  withstand  ? 

Believe,  hold  fast  your  shield,  and  who 

Shall  pluck  you  from  his  hand  ? 

Believe  that  Jesus  reigns, 

All  power  to  him  is  given  : 
Believe,  till  freed  from  sin's  remains, 

Believe  yourselves  to  heaven  ! 

3  To  keep  your  armour  bright, 
Attend  with  constant  care  ; 

Still  walking  in  your  Captain's  sight, 
And  watching  unto  prayer. 


346  the  christian's  warfare. 

Ready  for  all  alarms, 
Steadfastly  set  your  face, 
And  always  exercise  your  arms, 
And  use  your  every  grace. 

4  Pray,  without  ceasing,  pray, 

(Your  Captain  gives  the  word,) 
His  summons  cheerfully  obey, 

And  call  upon  the  Lord  : 

To  God  your  every  want 

In  instant  prayer  display : 
Pray  always ;  pray,  and  never  faint ; 

Pray,  without  ceasing  pray. 

THIRD  PART. 

IN  fellowship  alone, 

To  God  with  faith  draw  near : 
Approach  his  courts,  besiege  his  throne, 

With  all  the  power  of  prayer ; 

Go  to  his  temple,  go, 

Nor  from  his  altar  move ; 
Let  every  house  his  worship  know, 

And  every  heart  his  love. 

2  To  God  your  spirits  dart ; 
Your  souls  in  words  declare  ; 

Or  groan  to  him  who  reads  the  heart, 

The'  unutterable  prayer ; 

His  mercy  now  implore, 

And  now  show  forth  his  praise, 
In  shouts,  or  silent  awe,  adore 

His  miracles  of  grace. 

3  Pour  out  your  souls  to  God, 
And  bow  them,  with  your  knees  ; 

And  spread  your  hearts  and  hands  abroad, 
And  pray  for  Sion's  peace, 
Your  guides  and  brethren  bear 
For  ever  on  your  mind  ; 


THE  CHRISTIAN'S  WARFARE.  347 

Extend  the  arms  of  mighty  prayer, 
In  grasping  all  mankind. 

4  From  strength  to  strength  go  on, 

Wrestle,  and  fight,  and  pray : 
Tread  all  the  powers  of  darkness  down, 

And  win  the  well-fought  day; 

Still  let  the  Spirit  cry, 

In  all  his  soldiers,  c<  Come," 
Till  Christ  the  Lord  descend  from  high, 

And  take  the  conquerors  home. 

Watchmarb—^.  87.]     HYMN  401.     S.  M. 

FIRST   PART. 

HARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry ! 
Attend  the  trumpet's  sound ; 
Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh ; 
The  powers  of  hell  surround  ; 
Who  bow  to  Christ's  command, 
Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare ; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand  ! 
Go  forth  to  glorious  war  ! 

2  See,  on  the  mountain  top, 

The  standard  of  your  God  ! 
In  Jesus'  name  I  lift  it  up, 

All  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood. 

His  standard  bearer,  I 

To  all  the  nations  call : 
Let  all  to  Jesus'  cross  draw  nigh ; 

He  bore  the  cross  for  all. 


3  Go  up  with  Christ  your  Head, 
Your  Captain's  footsteps  see ; 

Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 
To  certain  victory. 
All  power  to  him  is  given  : 
He  ever  reigns  the  same : 


348  the  christian's  warfare. 

Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven, 
Are  all  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Only  have  faith  in  God  : 
In  faith  your  foes  assail : 

Not  wrestling  against  flesh  and  blood, 

But  all  the  powers  of  hell : 

From  thrones  of  glory  driven, 

By  flaming  vengeance  hurl'd, 
They  throng  the  air,  and  darken  heaven, 

And  rule  this  lower  world. 

SECOND   PART. 

ANGELS  your  march  oppose, 

Who  still  in  strength  excel, 
Your  secret,  sworn,  eternal  foes, 

Countless,  invisible ; 

With  rage  that  never  ends, 

Their  hellish  arts  they  try : 
Legions  of  dire,  malicious  fiends, 

And  spirits  enthron'd  on  high. 

2  On  earth  the'  usurpers  reign, 

Exert  their  baneful  power ; 
O'er  the  poor  fallen  sons  of  men 

They  tyrannize  their  hour : 

But  shall  believers  fear? 

But  shall  believers  fly? 
Or  see  the  bloody  cross  appear, 

And  all  their  powers  defy] 

5  Jesus'  tremendous  name 
Puts  all  our  foes  to  flight ! 

Jesus,  the  meek,  the  angry  Lamb, 

A  Lion  is  in  fight. 

By  all  hell's  host  withstood, 

We  all  hell's  host  o'erthrow; 
And  conquering  them  through  Jesus'  blood, 

We  on  to  conquer  go. 


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4  Our  Captain  leads  us  on ; 

He  beckons  from  the  skies, 
And  reaches  out  a  starry  crown, 

And  bids  us  take  the  prize. 

"Be  faithful  unto  death ; 

Partake  my  victory. 
And  thou  shalt  wear  this  glorious  wreath, 

And  thou  shalt  reign  with  me." 

Randall— p.  16.]     HYMN  402      CM. 

WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  fiery  darts  be  hurl'd, 

Then  I  can. smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

3  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 
Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 

So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all : 

4  There  I  shall  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

Durham— -p.  91.]    HYMN  403.    S.  M. 

EQUIP  me  for  the  war, 
And  teach  my  hands  to  fight ; 
My  simple,  upright  heart  prepare, 
And  guide  my  words  aright. 

2  Control  my  every  thought ; 

My  whole  of  sin  remove ; 
Let  all  my  works  in  thee  be  wrought ; 

Let  all  be  wrought  in  love. 
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350  the  christian's  warfare. 

3  O  arm  me  with  the  mind, 
Meek  Lamb,  that  was  in  thee  ! 

And  let  my  knowing  zeal  be  join'd 
With  perfect  charity. 

4  With  calm  and  temper'd  zeal 
Let  me  enforce  thy  call ; 

And  vindicate  thy  gracious  will, 
Which  offers  life  to  all. 

5  O  may  I  love  like  thee  ! 
In  all  thy  footsteps  tread  ! 

Thou  hatest  all  iniquity, 

But  nothing  thou  hast  made. 

6  O  may  I  learn  the  art 
With  meekness  to  reprove  ! 

To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 
But  still  the  sinner  love. 

Broadmead— p.  115.]    HYMN  404.    6  lines  8s. 

SAVIOUR  of  all,  what  hast  thou  done, 
What  hast  thou  suffer'd  on  the  tree  1 
Why  didst  thou  groan  thy  mortal  groan, 

Obedient  unto  death  for  me  1 
The  mystery  of  thy  passion  show, 
The  end  of  all  thy  griefs  below. 

2  Pardon,  and  grace,  and  heaven  to  buy, 
My  bleeding  sacrifice  expir'd  : 

But  didst  thou  not  my  pattern  die, 
That  by  thy  glorious  Spirit  fir'd, 
Faithful  to  death  I  might  endure, 
And  make  the  crown  by  suflf'ring  sure  1 

3  Thou  didst  the  meek  example  leave, 
That  I  might  in  thy  footsteps  tread ; 

Might  like  the  man  of  sorrows  grieve, 
And  groan,  and  bow  with  thee  my  Head : 

The  dying  in  my  body  bear, 

And  all  thy  state  of  sufPring  share. 


THE  CHRISTIAN'S  WARFARE.  351 

4  Thy  every  suffring  servant,  Lord, 
Shall  as  his  perfect  Master  be  ; 

To  all  thy  inward  life  restor'd, 
And  outwardly  conform'd  to  thee : 

Out  of  thy  grave  the  saint  shall  rise, 
And  grasp,  thro'  death,  the  glorious  prize. 

5  This  is  the  strait,  the  royal  way 
That  leads  us  to  the  courts  above : 

Here  let  me  ever,  ever  stay, 

Till  on  the  wings  of  perfect  love, 
I  take  my  last,  triumphant  flight, 
From  Calvary's  to  Sion's  height. 

Plymouth  Dock— p.  109.]  HYMN  405.  6lines8s. 

SURROUNDED  by  a  host  of  foes, 
Storm'd  by  a  host  of  foes  within  ; 
Nor  swift  to  flee,  nor  strong  to'  oppose, 

Single  against  hell,  earth,  and  sin  ; 
Single,  yet  undismay'd,  I  am  ; 

1  dare  believe  in  Jesus'  name. 

2  What  though  a  thousand  hosts  engage, 
A  thousand  worlds  my  soul  to  shake ; 

I  have  a  shield  shall  quell  their  rage, 

And  drive  the  alien  armies  back  ; 
Portray'd  it  bears  a  bleeding  Lamb, 
I  dare  believe  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Me  to  retrieve  from  Satan's  hands, 
Me  from  this  evil  world  to  free, 

To  purge  my  sins,  and  loose  my  bands, 

And  save  from  all  iniquity, 
My  Lord  and  God,  from  heaven  he  came, 

I  dare  believe  in  Jesus'  name. 

4  Salvation  in  his  name  there  is, 
Salvation  from  sin,  death,  and  hell ; 

Salvation  into  glorious  bliss, 
How  great  salvation  who  can  tell  1 


352  the  christian's  warfare. 

But  all  he  hath  for  mine  I  claim, 

1  dare  believe  in  Jesus'  name. 

Plymouth  Dock— p.  109.]  HYMN  406.  6  lines 8a. 

PEACE,  doubting  heart,  my  God's  I  am. 
Who  form'd  me  man,  forbids  my  fear : 
The  Lord  hath  cali'd  me  by  my  name ; 

The  Lord  protects,  for  ever  near : 
His  blood  for  me  did  once  atone, 
And  still  he  loves  and  guards  his  own. 

2  When  passing  through  the  watery  deep, 
I  ask  in  faith  his  promis'd  aid, 

The  waves  an  awful  distance  keep, 

And  shrink  from  my  devoted  head  : 
Fearless  their  violence  I  dare  ; 
They  cannot  harm  ;  for  God  is  there ! 

3  To  him  mine  eye  of  faith  I  turn, 
And  through  the  fire  pursue  my  way; 

The  fire  forgets  its  power  to  burn, 

The  lambent  flames  around  me  play; 
I  own  his  power,  accept  the  sign, 
And  shout  to  prove  the  Saviour  mine. 

4  Still  nigh  me,  O  my  Saviour,  stand  ! 
And  guard  in  fierce  temptation's  hour ; 

Hide  in  the  hollow  of  thy  hand  ; 

Show  forth  in  me  thy  saving  power ; 
Still  be  thy  arms  my  sure  defence  ; 
Nor  earth  nor  hell  shall  pluck  me  thence. 

5  Since  thou  hast  bid  me  come  to  thee, 
(Good  as  thou  art,  and  strong  to  save,) 

I  '11  walk  o'er  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
Upborne  by  the  unyielding  wave, 
Dauntless,  though  rocks  of  pride  be  near, 
And  yawning  whirlpools  of  despair. 

6  When  darkness  intercepts  the  skies, 
And  sorrow's  waves  around  me  roll, 


THE  CHRISTIAN'S  WARFARE.  353 

And  high  the  storms  of  troubles  rise, 

And  half  o'erwhelm  my  sinking  soul ; 
My  soul  a  sudden  calm  shall  feel, 
And  hear  a  whisper,  "  Peace  ;  be  still !" 
7  Though  in  affliction's  furnace  try'd, 

Unhurt,  on  snares  and  death  I  '11  tread ; 
Though  sin  assail*  and  hell  thrown  wide, 
Pour  all  its  flames  upon  my  head ; 
•   Like  Moses'  bush  I  '11  mount  the  higher, 
And  flourish,  unconsum'd,  in  fire. 

Eutaw— p.  110.]    HYMN  407.    6  lines  Qb. 

OGOD,  my  hope,  my  heavenly  rest* 
My  all  of  happiness  below, 
Grant  my  importunate  request, 

To  me  thy  goodness  show ; 
Thy  beatific  face  display, 
The  brightness  of  eternal  day. 

2  Before  my  faith's  enlighten'd  eyes, 
Make  all  thy  gracious  goodness  pa<ss ; 

Thy  goodness  is  the  sight  I  prize : 
O  might  I  see  thy  smiling  face  ! 
Thy  nature  in  my  soul  proclaim, 
Reveal  thy  love,  thy  glorious  name  ! 

3  There,  in  the  place  beside  thy  throne, 
Where  all  that  find  acceptance  stand* 

Receive  me  up  into  thy  Son ; 

Cover  me  with  thy  mighty  hand : 
Set  me  upon  the  Rock,  and  hide 
My  soul  in  Jesus'  wounded  side. 

4  O  put  me  in  the  cleft ;  empower 
My  soul  the  glorious  sight  to  bear ! 

Descend  in  this  accepted  hour  ; 

Pass  by  me,  and  thy  name  declare ; 
Thy  wrath  withdraw,  thy  hand  remove, 
And  show  thyself  the  God  of  Love. 
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354  THE  christian's  warfare. 

Eutaw—p.  110.]     HYMN  408.     6  lines  8s. 

TO  thee,  great  God  of  love,  I  bow  ! 
And  prostrate  in  thy  sight  adore  : 
By  faith  I  see  thee  passing  now ; 
I  have,  but  still  I  ask  for  more  ; 
A  glimpse  of  love  cannot  suffice, 
My  soul  for  all  thy  presence  cries. 

2  I  cannot  see  thy  face  and  live  ! 
Then  let  me  see  thy  face  and  die  ! — 

Now,  Lord,  my  gasping  spirit  receive, 

Give  me  on  eagles'  wings  to  fly 
With  eagles'  eyes  on  thee  to  gaze, 
And  plunge  into  the  glorious  blaze. 

3  The  fulness  of  my  vast  reward, 
A  blest  eternity  shall  be  : — 

But  hast  thou  not  on  earth  prepar'd 

Some  better  thing  than  this  for  me  1 
What, — but  one  drop  ? — one  transient  sight ! 
I  want  a  sun — a  sea  of  light. 

4  Moses  thy  backward  parts  might  view, 
But  not  a  perfect  sight  obtain  : 

The  Gospel  doth  thy  fulness  show 

To  us,  by  the  commandment  slain : 
The  dead  to  sin  shall  find  the  grace, 
The  pure  in  heart  shall  see  thy  face. 

5  More  favour'd  than  the  saints  of  old, 
Who  now  by  faith  approach  to  thee, 

Shall  all  with  open  face  behold 
In  Christ  the  glorious  Deity; 
Shall  see  and  put  salvation  on, 
The  nature  of  thy  sinless  Son. 

6  This,  this  is  our  high  calling's  prize  ! 
Thine  image  in  thy  Son  I  claim : 

And  still  to  higher  glories  rise, 

Till  all  transform'd  I  know  thy  name : 


THE  CHRISTIAN'S  WARFARE.  355 

And  glide  to  all  my  heaven  above, 
My  highest  heaven  in  Jesus'  love. 

Rochdale— p.  1 40. ]     HYMN  409.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

OGOD,  thy  faithfulness  I  plead ; 
My  present  help  in  time  of  need, 
My  great  Deliverer  thou  ! 
Haste  to  my  aid  !  thine  ear  incline, 
And  rescue  this  poor  soul  of  mine  ! 
I  claim  the  promise  now  ! 

2  Where  is  the  way]    Ah,  show  me  where, 
That  I  thy  mercy  may  declare, 

The  power  that  sets  me  free  : 
How  can  I  my  destruction  shun  ? 
How  can  I  from  my  nature  run  ? 

Answer,  O  Lord,  for  me  ! 

3  One  only  way  the  erring  mind 

Of  man,  short-sighted  man,  can  find, 

From  inbred  sin  to  fly : 
Stronger  than  love,  I  fondly  thought, 
Death,  only  death,  can  cut  the  knot, 

Which  love  cannot  untie. 

4  But  thou,  O  Lord,  art  full  of  grace ; 
Thy  love  can  find  a  thousand  ways 

To  foolish  man  unknown  : 
My  soul  upon  thy  love  I  cast ; 
I  rest  me  till  the  storm  be  past, 

Upon  thy  love  alone. 

5  Thy  faithful,  wise,  almighty  love, 
Shall  every  stumbling  block  remove, 

And  make  an  open  way: 
Thy  love  shall  burst  the  shades  of  death, 
And  bear  me  from  the  gulf  beneath, 

To  everlasting  day. 


356  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP. 

Wells— p.  56.]     HYMN  410.     L.  M. 

FONDLY  my  foolish  heart  essays 
To'  augment  the  source  of  perfect  bliss, 
Love's  all-sufficient  sea  to  raise, 
With  drops  of  creature  happiness. 

2  O  Love,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart ; 
And  guard  the  gift  thyself  hast  given : 

My  portion,  Thou,  my  treasure  art, 
My  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Would  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  share,. 
Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be, 

The  idol  from  my  breast  I  '11  tear, 
Resolv'd  to  seek  my  all  in  thee. 

4  Whate'er  I  fondly  counted  mine, 
To  thee,  my  Lord,  I  here  restore ; 

Gladly  I  all  to  thee  resign ; 
Give  me  thyself,  I  ask  no  more. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP. 


Rippon—y.  93.]     HYMN  411.     S.  M. 

AND  are  we  yet  alive, 
And  see  each  other's  face  1 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give, 
For  his  redeeming  grace  ! 
Preserv'd  by  power  divine 
To  full  salvation  here, 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join, 
And  in  his  sight  appear. 

2  What  troubles  have  we  seen  f 
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Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 

Since  we  assembled  last ; 

But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  brought  us  by  his  love  ; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford, 

And  hides  our  life  above. 
3  Then  let  us  make  our  boast 

Of  his  redeeming  power, 
Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 

Till  we  can  sin  no  more  : 

Let  us  take  up  the  cross, 

Till  we  the  crown  obtain  ; 
And  gladly  reckon  all  things  loss, 

So  we  may  Jesus  gain. 

West-SL—  p.  194.]    HYMN  412.    2  12s  &  2  9s. 

COME  away  to  the  skies,  My  beloved  arise, 
And  rejoice  in  the  day  thou  wast  born : 
On  this  festival  day,  Come  exulting  away, 
And  with  singing  to  Sion  return. 

2  We  have  laid  up  our  love,  And  our  treasure 

above, 
Though  our  bodies  continue  below : 
The  redeem'd  of  our  Lord,  We  remember  his 

word, 
And  with  singing  to  paradise  go. 

3  With  singing  we  praise,  The  original  grace, 
By  our  heavenly  Father  bestow'd  ; 

Our  being  receive  From  his  bounty  and  live 
To  the  honour  and  glory  of  God. 

4  For  thy  glory  we  are,  Created  to  share 
Both  the  nature  and  kingdom  divine  : 

Created  again,  that  our  souls  may  remain 
In  time  and  eternity  thine. 

5  With  thanks  we  approve  The  design  of  thy  love, 
Which  hath  join'd  us  in  Jesus's  name  ; 


358  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

So  united  in  heart,  that  we  never  can  part, 
Till  we  meet  at  the  feast  of  the  Lamb. 

6  There,  there  at  his  feet,  We  shall  suddenly 

meet, 
And  be  parted  in  body  no  more  ! 
We  shall  sing  to  our  lyres,  With  the  heavenly 

choirs, 
And  our  Saviour  in  glory  adore. 

7  Hallelujah  we  sing,  To  our  Father  and  King, 
And  his  rapturous  praises  repeat  : 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain,  Hallelujah  again, 
Sing  all  heaven,  and  fall  at  his  feet ! 

8  In  assurance  of  hope,  We  to  Jesus  look  up, 
Till  his  banner  unfurl'd  in  the  air, 

From  our  graves  we  shall  see,  And  cry  out,  "  It 
is  he  !" 
And  fly  up  to  acknowledge  him  there. 

Derby— p.  198.]     HYMN  413.     P.  M. 

COME,  let  us  anew,  our  journey  pursue, 
With  vigour  arise ; 
And  press  to  our  permanent  place  in  the  skies. 
Of  heavenly  birth,  though  wand'ring  on  earth, 

This  is  not  our  place, 
But  strangers  and  pilgrims  ourselves  we  confess. 

2  At  Jesus's  call,  we  gave  up  our  all ; 

And  still  we  forego, 
For  Jesus's  sake,  our  enjoyments  below. 
No  longing  we  find  for  the  country  behind ; 

But  onward  we  move, 
And  still  we  are  seeking  a  country  above. 

3  A  country  of  joy,  without  any  alloy, 

We  thither  repair : 
Our  hearts  and  our  treasure  already  are  there. 
We  march  hand  in  hand  to  Immanuel's  land; 


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No  matter  what  cheer 
We  meet  with  on  earth;  for  eternity  s  here! 
4  The  rougher  our  way,  the  shorter  our  stay; 

The  tempests  that  rise 
Shall  gloriously  hurry  our  souls  to  the  skies. 
The  fiercer  the  blast,  the  sooner  'tis  past; 

The  troubles  that  come, 
Shall  come  to  our  rescue,  and  hasten  us  home. 

Banquet— p.  192.]     HYMN  414.     lis  &  9s. 
OME,  let  us  ascend, 
My  companion  and  friend, 
To  a  taste  of  the  banquet  above : 
If  thy  heart  be  as  mine, 
If  for  Jesus  it  pine, 
Come  up  into  the  chariot  of  love, 

2  Who  in  Jesus  confide, 
We  are  bold  to  outride 

The  storms  of  affliction  beneath ; 

With  the  prophet  we  soar 

To  the  heavenly  shore, 
And  outfly  all  the  arrows  of  death. 

3  By  faith  we  are  come 
To  our  permanent  home, 

By  hope  we  the  rapture  improve : 

By  love  we  still  rise, 

And  look  down  on  the  skies, 
For  the  heaven  of  heavens  is  love. 

4  Who  on  earth  can  conceive 
How  happy  we  live 

In  the  palace  of  God  the  great  King ! 

What  a  concert  of  praise, 

When  our  Jesus's  grace 
The  whole  heavenly  company  sing! 

5  What  a  rapturous  song, 
When  the  glorify'd  throng 


360  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

In  the  spirit  of  harmony  join; 

Join  all  the  glad  choirs, 

Hearts,  voices,  and  lyres, 
And  the  burden  is  "  Mercy  divine  !" 

6  Hallelujah  they  cry, 
To  the  King  of  the  sky, 

To  the  great  everlasting  I  AM ; 

To  the  Lamb  that  was  slain, 

And  that  liveth  again, 
Hallelujah  to  God  and  the  Lamb ! 

7  The  Lamb  on  the  throne, 
Lo  !  he  dwells  with  his  own, 

And  to  rivers  of  pleasure  he  leads; 

With  his  mercy's  full  blaze, 

With  the  sight  of  his  face, 
Our  beatified  spirits  he  feeds. 

8  Our  foreheads  proclaim 
His  ineffable  name; 

Our  bodies  his  glory  display; 

A  day  without  night, 

We  feast  in  his  sight; 
And  eternity  seems  as  a  day. 

Annapolis— y.  22.]     HYMN  415.     C.  M. 

IRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  every  sinful  heart: 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart ! 

2  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray, 
Leave  us  not  comfortless; 

But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 
Of  everlasting  peace. 

3  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 
Each  other's  cross  to  bear ; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 
And  feel  his  brother's  care. 


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4  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up, 
Our  little  stock  improve; 

Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

5  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 
Let  us  in  all  things  grow; 

Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

6  Then  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 
Receive  thy  ready  bride ; 

Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  sanctify'd. 

Flixton—ip.  125.]     HYMN  416.    4  6s  &  2  8s. 

IHOU  God  of  truth  and  love, 
We  seek  thy  perfect  way, 
Ready  thy  choice  to'  approve, 

Thy  providence  to'  obey; 
Enter  into  thy  wise  design, 
And  sweetly  lose  our  will  in  thine. 

2  Why  hast  thou  cast  our  lot 
In  the  same  age  and  place? 

And  why  together  brought 
To  see  each  other's  face; 
To  join  with  softest  sympathy, 
And  mix  our  friendly  souls  in  thee? 

3  Didst  thou  not  make  us  one, 
That  we  might  one  remain, 

Together  travel  on, 

And  bear  each  other's  pain ; 
Till  all  thy  utmost  goodness  prove, 
And  rise  renew'd  in  perfect  love  1 

4  Surely  thou  didst  unite 
Our  kindred  spirits  here, 

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362  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

That  all  hereafter  might 

Before  thy  throne  appear : 
Meet  at  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
And  all  thy  gracious  love  proclaim. 

5  Then  let  us  ever  bear 
The  blessed  end  in  view, 

And  join  with  mutual  care, 

To  fight  our  passage  through; 
And  kindly  help  each  other  on, 
Till  all  receive  the  starry  crown. 

6  O  may  thy  Spirit  seal 
Our  souls  unto  that  day ! 

With  all  thy  fulness  fill, 

And  then  transport  away! 
Away  to  our  eternal  rest, 
Away  to  our  Redeemer's  breast ! 

Mystery— p.  180.]     HYMN  417.     7s  &  6s. 
I ATHER  of  our  dying  Lord, 
Remember  us  for  good; 
O  fulfil  his  faithful  word, 

And  hear  his  speaking  blood ! 
Give  us  that  for  which  he  prays : 

Father,  glorify  thy  Son ! 
Show  his  truth,  and  power,  and  grace, 
And  send  the  promise  down. 

2  True  and  faithful  Witness,  thou, 
O  Christ,  the  Spirit  give ! 

Hast  thou  not  receiv'd  him  now, 
That  we  might  now  receive? 

Art  thou  not  the  living  Head? 
Life  to  all  thy  limbs  impart ; 

Shed  thy  love,  thy  Spirit  shed, 
In  every  waiting  heart. 

3  Holy  Ghost,  the  Comforter, 
The  gift  of  Jesus,  come ; 


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Glow  our  hearts  to  find  thee  near, 
And  swell  to  make  thee  room; 

Present  with  us  thee  we  feel, 
Come,  O  come,  and  in  us  be ! 

With  us,  in  us,  live  and  dwell, 
To  all  eternity. 

Mount  Pleasant—?.  4.]     HYMN  418.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  united  by  thy  grace, 
And  each  to  each  endear'd, 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face, 
And  know  our  prayer  is  heard. 

2  Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 
And  bear  thine  easy  yoke ; 

A  band  of  love,  a  threefold  cord, 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink ; 
Baptize  into  thy  Name  ; 

And  let  us  always  kindly  think, 
And  sweetly  speak  the  same. 

4  Touch'd  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 
Let  all  our  hearts  agree; 

And  ever  toward  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  toward  thee. 

5  To  thee  inseparably  join'd, 
Let  all  our  spirits  cleave  ; 

O  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 
That  was  ki  thee  receive ! 

6  This  is  the  bond  of  perfectness, 
The  spotless  charity; 

O  let  us  (still  we  pray)  possess 
The  mind  that  was  in  thee ! 

7  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 
Insensibly  remove : 


364  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

Our  souls  the  change  shall  scarcely  know, 
Made  perfect  first  in  love ! 

8  With  ease  our  souls  through  death  shall  glide 
Into  their  paradise ; 

And  thence  on  wings  of  angels  ride, 
Triumphant  through  the  skies. 

9  Yet  when  the  fullest  joy  is  given, 
The  same  delight  we  prove, 

In  earth,  in  paradise,  in  heaven, 
Our  all  in  all  is  Love. 

Townhead—ip.  144.]     HYMN  419.    4  lines  7s. 

JESUS,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee, 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree ; 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace: 
Bid  our  jars  for  ever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling  block  remove; 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear; 
Come,  and  spread  thy  banner  here. 

3  Make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought,  and  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  for  each  other  care, 
Each  the  other's  burden  bear: 
To  thy  church  the  pattern  give ; 
Show  how  true  believers  liv&e. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, 
All  the  heights  of  holiness. 

6  Let  us  then  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  above; 


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On  the  wings  of  angels  fly ; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 

Middletown—p.  152.]    HYMN  420.    8  lines 7s. 

LOVE   FEAST. 

FIRST  PART. 

COME,  and  let  us  sweetly  join, 
Christ  to  praise  in  hymns  divine ! 
Give  we  all  with  one  accord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord ; 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raise: 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days ; 
Antedate  the  joys  above, 
Celebrate  the  feast  of  love. 

2  Strive  we,  in  affection  strive : 
Let  the  purer  flame  revive; 
Such  as  in  the  martyrs  glow'd, 
Dying  champions  for  their  God: 
We  like  them  may  live  and  love; 
Call'd  we  are  their  joys  to  prove; 
Sav'd  with  them  from  future  wrath; 
Partners  of  like  precious  faith. 

3  Sing  we  then  in  Jesus'  name, 
Now  as  yesterday  the  same ; 
One  in  every  time  and  place, 
Full  for  all  of  truth  and  grace : 
We  for  Christ,  our  Master,  stand, 
Lights  in  a  benighted  land: 

We  our  dying  Lord  confess, 
We  are  Jesus'  witnesses. 

4  Witnesses  that  Christ  hath  died: 
We  with  him  are  crucify'd : 

Christ  hath  burst  the  bands  of  death : 
We  his  quick'ning  Spirit  breathe : 
Christ  is  now  gone  up  on  high; 
Thither  all  our  wishes  fly ; 
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366  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

Sits  at  God's  right  hand  above ; 
There  with  him  we  reign  in  love ! 

SECOND  PART. 

COME,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord! 
Lowly,  meek,  incarnate  Word: 
Humbly  stoop  to  earth  again: 
Come,  and  visit  abject  man! 
Jesus,  dear  expected  guest, 
Thou  art  bidden  to  the  feast: 
For  thyself  our  hearts  prepare : 
Come,  and  sit,  and  banquet  there ! 

2  Jesus,  we  thy  promise  claim: 
We  are  met  in  thy  great  name: 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear, 
Manifest  thy  presence  here  ! 
Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  bless ! 
Breathe  thy  Spirit,  give  thy  peace; 
Thou  thyself  within  us  move : 
Make  our  feast  a  feast  of  love. 

3  Let  the  fruits  of  grace  abound; 
Let  us  in  thy  bowels  sound, 
Faith,  and  love,  and  joy  increase, 
Temperance  and  gentleness; 
Plant  in  us  thy  humble  mind, 
Patient,  pitiful,  and  kind: 

Meek  and  lowly  let  us  be, 
Full  of  goodness,  full  of  thee. 

4  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  ; 
Make  us  all  for  glory  meet; 
Me^t  to'  appear  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light. 
Call,  O  call  us  each  by  name, 
To  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb  : 
Let  us  lean  upon  thy  breast, 
Love  be  there  our  endless  feast  I 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  367 


THIRD   PART. 

LET  us  join,  ('tis  God  commands,) 
Let  us  join  our  hearts  and  hands : 
Help  to  gain  our  calling's  hope : 
Build  we  each  the  other  up : 
God  his  blessing  shall  dispense ; 
God  shall  crown  his  ordinance ; 
Meet  in  his  appointed  ways ; 
Nourish  us  with  social  grace. 

2  Let  us  then  as  brethren  love, 
Faithfully  his  gifts  improve ; 
Carry  on  the  earnest  strife, 
Walk  in  holiness  of  life  ; 

Still  forget  the  things  behind, 
Follow  Christ  in  heart  and  mind  : 
Toward  the  mark  unwearied  press, 
Seize  the  crown  of  righteousness. 

3  Plead  we  thus  for  faith  alone, 
Faith  which  by  our  works  is  shown : 
God  it  is  who  justifies  ; 

Only  faith  the  grace  applies  : 
Active  faith  that  lives  within, 
Conquers  earth,  and  hell,  and  sin  ; 
Sanctifies,  and  makes  us  whole, 
Forms  the  Saviour  in  the  soul. 

4  Let  us  for  this  faith  contend ; 
Sure  salvation  is  its  end  ; 
Heaven  already  is  begun, 
Everlasting  life  is  won. 

Only  let  us  persevere, 
Till  we  see  our  Lord  appear ; 
Never  from  the  Rock  remove, 
Sav'd  by  faith,  which  works  by  love. 


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FOURTH    PART. 

PARTNERS  of  a  glorious  hope, 
Lift  your  hearts  and  voices  up  : 
Jointly  let  us  rise  and  sing, 
Christ,  our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King 
Monuments  of  Jesus'  grace, 
Speak  we  by  our  lives  his  praise  : 
Walk  in  him  we  have  receiv'd : 
Show  we  not  in  vain  believ'd  : 

2  While  we  walk  with  God  in  light, 
God  our  hearts  doth  still  unite  : 
Dearest  fellowship  we  prove, 
Fellowship  in  Jesus'  love  : 
Sweetly  each  with  each  combin'd, 
In  the  bonds  of  duty  join'd, 

Feels  the  cleansing  blood  applied, 
Daily  feels  that  Christ  hath  died. 

3  Still,  O  Lord,  our  faith  increase  ; 
Cleanse  from  all  unrighteousness  : 
Thee  the'  unholy  cannot  see  : 
Make,  O  make  us  meet  for  thee  : 
Every  vile  affection  kill ; 

Root  out  every  seed  of  ill ; 

Utterly  abolish  sin : 

Write  thy  law  of  love  within. 

4  Hence  may  all  our  actions  flow, 
Love  the  proof  that  Christ  we  know 
Mutual  love  the  token  be, 

Lord,  that  we  belong  to  thee  : 
Love,  thine  image,  love  impart ! 
Stamp  it  on  our  face  and  heart  I 
Only  love  to  us  be  given ! 
Lord,  we  ask  no  other  heaven. 


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Clarendon— p. 33.]     HYMN  421.     CM. 

COME,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine, 
And  all  with  one  accord, 
In  a  perpetual  covenant  join 
Ourselves  to  Christ  the  Lord. 

2  Give  up  ourselves  through  Jesus'  power, 
His  name  to  glorify ; 

And  promise  in  this  sacred  hour 
For  God  to  live  and  die. 

3  The  covenant  we  this  moment  make, 
Be  ever  kept  in  mind  ; 

We  will  no  more  our  God  forsake, 
Or  cast  his  words  behind. 

4  We  never  will  throw  off  his  fear, 
Who  hears  our  solemn  vow; 

And  if  thou  art  well  pleas'd  to  hear, 
Come  down,  and  meet  us  now! 

5  Thee,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Let  all  our  hearts  receive; 

Present  with  the  celestial  host, 
The  peaceful  answer  give. 

6  To  each  the  covenant  blood  apply, 
Which  takes  our  sins  away ; 

And  register  our  names  on  high, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

Dudley— p.  153.]     HYMN  422.     8  lines  7s. 

PEACE  be  on  this  house  bestow'd, 
Peace  on  all  that  here  reside  ; 
Let  the  unknown  peace  of  God 
With  the  man  of  peace  abide ! 
Let  the  Spirit  now  come  down  : 

Let  the  blessing  now  take  place: 
Son  of  peace  receive  thy  crown, 
Fulness  of  the  Gospel  grace. 


370  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

2  Christ,  my  Master,  and  my  Lord, 
Let  me  thy  forerunner  be : 

O  be  mindful  of  thy  word, 

Visit  them,  and  visit  me  ! 
To  this  house,  and  all  herein, 

Now  let  thy  salvation  come  : 
Save  our  souls  from  inbred  sin  ! 

Make  us  thy  eternal  home ! 

3  Let  us  never,  never  rest, 
Till  the  promise  is  fulfill'd : 

Till  we  are  of  thee  possess'd, 
Pardon'd,  sanctified,  and  seaPd  r 

Till  we  all,  in  love  renew'd, 
Find  the  pearl  that  Adam  lost ; 

Temples  of  the  living  God, 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 

Rochdale— p.  14.0.]     HYMN  423.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

EXCEPT  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan, 
The  best  concerted  schemes  are  vain, 
And  never  can  succeed  ; 
We  spend  our  wretched  strength  for  nought ; 
But  if  our  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
They  shall  be  blest  indeed. 

2  Lord,  if  thou  didst  thyself  inspire 
Our  souls  with  this  intense  desire, 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim ; 
Thy  glory  if  we  now  intend, 
O  let  our  deeds  begin  and  end 

Complete  in  Jesus'  name ! 

3  In  Jesus'  name  behold  we  meet, 
Far  from  an  evil  world  retreat, 

And  all  its  frantic  ways ; 
One  only  thing  resolv'd  to  know, 
And  square  our  useful  lives  below, 

By  reason  and  by  grace. 


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4  Not  in  the  tombs  we  pine  to  dwell, 
Not  in  the  dark  monastic  cell, 

By  vows  and  grates  confin'd; 
Freely  to  all  ourselves  we  give, 
Constraint  by  Jesus'  love  to  live 

The  servants  of  mankind. 

5  Now,  Jesus,  now  thy  love  impart, 
To  govern  each  devoted  heart, 

And  fit  us  for  thy  will ! 
Deep  founded  in  the  truth  of  grace, 
Build  up  thy  rising  Church,  and  place 

The  city  on  the  hill. 

6  O  let  our  love  and  faith  abound  ! 
O  let  our  lives  to  all  around 

With  purest  lustre  shine : 
That  all  around  our  works  may  see, 
And  give  the  glory,  Lord,  to  thee, 

The  heavenly  light  divine  ! 

Harmony— p.  185.]     HYMN  424.     10s  &  lis. 

ALL  thanks  to  the  Lamb,  who  gives  us  to 
meet : 
His  love  we  proclaim,  his  praises  repeat : 
We  own  him  our  Jesus,  continually  near, 
To  pardon  and  bless  us,  and  perfect  us  here. 

2  In  him  we  have  peace,  in  him  we  have  power, 
Preserv'd  by  his  grace  throughout  the  dark  hour : 
In  all  our  temptation  he  keeps  us,  to  prove 
His  utmost  salvation,  his  fulness  of  love. 

3  Pronounce  the  glad  word,  and  bid  us  be  free; 
Ah  !  hast  thou  not,  Lord,  a  blessing  for  me  1 
The  peace  thou  hast  given,  this  moment  impart, 
And  open  thy  heaven,  O  Love,  in  my  heart. 


372  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

Broadmead—y.  115.]    HYMN  425.    6  lines  8s. 

WATCH'D  by  the  world's  malignant  eye, 
Who  load  us  with  reproach  and  shame, 
As  servants  of  the  Lord  most  high, 
As  zealous  for  his  glorious  name, 
We  ought  in  all  his  paths  to  move, 
With  holy  fear  and  humble  love. 

2  That  wisdom,  Lord,  on  us  bestow, 

From  every  evil  to  depart; 
To  stop  the  mouth  of  every  foe, 

While  upright  both  in  life  and  heart, 
The  proofs  of  godly  fear  we  give, 
And  show  them  how  the  Christians  live. 

Rochester— y.  18.]     HYMN  426.     CM. 

SEE,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see, 
The  promis'd  blessing  give  ! 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee, 
Expecting  to  receive. 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 
Who  in  thy  name  are  join'd; 

We  wait  according  to  thy  word, 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  thou  art  assembled  here, 
But,  O  !  thyself  reveal ! 

Son  of  the  living  God,  appear ! 
Let  us  thy  presence  feel. 

4  Breathe  on  us,  Lord,  in  this  our  day, 
And  these  dry  bones  shall  live ; 

Speak  peace  into  our  hearts,  and  say, 
"  The  Holy  Ghost  receive." 

5  Whom  now  we  seek,  O  may  we  meet ! 
Jesus,  the  Crucified ; 

Show  us  thy  bleeding  hands  and  feet, 
Thou  who  for  us  hast  died. 


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6  Cause  us  the  record  to  receive  ! 

Speak,  and  the  tokens  show, 
"  O  be  not  faithless,  but  believe 

In  Me,  who  died  for  you  !" 

Hanover— $.  189.]     HYMN  427.     10s  &  lis. 

APPOINTED  by  thee  we  meet  in  thy  name, 
And  meekly  agree  to  follow  the  Lamb ; 
To  trace  thy  example,  the  world  to  disdain, 
And  constantly  trample  on  pleasure  and  pain. 

2  O  what  shall  we  do  our  Saviour  to  love  ! 
To  make  us  anew,  come,  Lord,  from  above : 
The  fruit  of  thy  passion,  thy  holiness  give  ! 
Give  us  the  salvation  of  all  that  believe  ! 

3  O  Jesus,  appear,  no  longer  delay, 
To  sanctify  here,  and  bear  us  away ; 

The  end  of  our  meeting  on  earth  let  us  see ; 
Triumphantly  sitting  in  glory  with  thee  ! 

Mount  Tabor— p.  3.]     HYMN  428.     C.  M 

BLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love, 
That  will  not  let  us  part ; 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 
Where  he  appoints  we  go  ; 

And  still  in  Jesus'  footsteps  tread, 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him, 
And  nothing  know  beside, 

Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem, 
But  Jesus  crucified ! 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 
To  his  beiov'd  embrace  ; 


374  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

Expect  his  fulness  to  receive, 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace, 
The  same  in  mind  and  heart, 

Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  place, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part. 

6  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 
Which  shall  our  flesh  restore ; 

When  death  shall  all  be  done  away, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 

Flixton—y.  125.]     HYMN  429.    4  6s  &  2 

JESUS,  accept  the  praise 
That  to  thy  Name  belongs  1 
Matter  of  all  our  lays, 

Subject  of  all  our  songs  ; 
Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 
And  part  exulting  in  thy  Name. 

2  In  flesh  we  part  awhile, 
But  still  in  spirit  join'd, 

To'  embrace  the  happy  toil, 

Thou  hast  to  each  assign'd  ; 
And  while  we  do  thy  blessed  will, 
We  bear  our  heaven  about  us  still. 

3  O  let  us  thus  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleasant  ways, 
And  arm'd  with  patience,  run 

With  joy  the'  appointed  race  ! 
Keep  us  and  every  seeking  soul, 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  goal. 

4  There  we  shall  meet  again, 
When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 

And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 

And  parting  are  no  more: 
We  shall  with  all  our  brethren  rise, 
And  grasp  thee  in  the  flaming  skies. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  375 

5  O  happy,  happy  day, 

That  calls  thy  exiles  home  ! 
The  heavens  shall  pass  away, 

The  earth  receive  its  doom : 
Earth  we  shall  view,  and  heaven  destroy'd, 
And  shout  above  the  fiery  void. 

6  These  eyes  shall  see  them  fall, 
Mountains,  and  stars,  and  skies ! 

These  eyes  shall  see  them  all 

Out  of  their  ashes  rise  ! 
These  lips  his  praises  shall  rehearse, 
Whose  nod  restores  the  universe. 

7  According  to  his  word, 
His  oath  to  sinners  given, 

We  look  to  see  restor'd 

The  ruin'd  earth  and  heaven  ! 
In  a  new  world  his  truth  to  prove, 
A  world  of  righteousness  and  love. 

8  Then  let  us  wait  the  sound, 
That  shall  our  souls  release, 

And  labour  to  be  found 

Of  him  in  spotless  peace  ; 
In  perfect  holiness  renew'd, 
Adorn'd  with  Christ,  and  meet  for  God ! 

Peterborough— ?.  18.]     HYMN  430.     C.  M. 

GOD  of  all  consolation,  take 
The  glory  of  thy  grace  ! 
Thy  gifts  to  thee  we  render  back 
In  ceaseless  songs  of  praise. 

2  Through  thee  we  now  together  came, 
In  singleness  of  heart ; 

We  met,  O  Jesus,  in  thy  name ; 
And  in  thy  name  we  part. 

3  We  part  in  body,  not  in  mind ; 
Our  minds  continue  one  : 


376  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

And  each  to  each  in  Jesus  join'd 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

4  Subsists  as  in  us  all  one  soul ; 
No  power  can  make  us  twain ; 

And  mountains  rise,  and  oceans  roll, 
To  sever  us  in  vain. 

5  Present  we  still  in  spirit  are, 
And  intimately  nigh ; 

While  on  the  wings  of  faith  and  prayer 
We  each  to  other  fly. 

6  In  Jesus  Christ  together  we 
In  heavenly  places  sit : 

Cloth'd  with  the  sun,  we  smile  to  see 
The  moon  beneath  our  feet. 

7  Our  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God  ! 
Our  Life  shall  soon  appear, 

And  shed  his  glory  all  abroad 
On  all  his  members  here. 

8  The  heavenly  treasure  now  we  have 
In  a  vile  house  of  clay; 

But  He  shall  to  the  utmost  save, 
And  keep  us  to  that  day. 

9  Our  souls  are  in  his  mighty  hand, 
And  he  shall  keep  them  still ; 

And  you  and  I  shall  surely  stand 
With  him  on  Zion's  hill. 

10  Him  eye  to  eye  we  there  shall  see, 
Our  face  like  his  shall  shine  : 

O  what  a  glorious  company, 
When  saints  and  angels  join  ! 

110  what  a  joyful  meeting  there ! 

In  robes  of  white  array'd : 
Palms  in  our  hands  we  all  shall  bear, 

And  crowns  upon  our  head. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  377 

12  Then  let  us  lawfully  contend, 
And  fight  our  passage  through : 

Bear  in  our  faithful  minds  the  end, 
And  keep  the  prize  in  view. 

13  Then  let  us  hasten  to  the  day, 
When  all  shall  be  brought  home  ! 

Come,  O  Redeemer,  come  away ! 
O  Jesus,  quickly  come  ! 

Dw/torc— p.91.]    HYMN  431.    S.  M. 

AND  let  our  bodies  part, 
To  different  climes  repair; 
Inseparably  join'd  in  heart, 
The  friends  of  Jesus  are. 

2  Jesus,  the  corner  stone, 
Did  first  our  hearts  unite  ; 

And  still  he  keeps  our  spirits  one, 
Who  walk  with  him  in  white. 

3  O  let  us  still  proceed 
In  Jesus'  work  below ; 

And  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  farther  conquests  go. 

4  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 
Before  his  labourers  lies ; 

And  lo  !  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

5  O  let  our  heart  and  mind 
Continually  ascend, 

That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 
Where  all  our  labours  end ! 

6  Where  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
Our  sufPring  and  our  pain ; 

Who  meet  on  that  eternal  shore, 
Shall  never  part  again. 


378  CHRISTIAN    FELLOWSHIP. 

7  O  happy,  happy  place, 
Where  saints  and  angels  meet ! 

There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face, 
And  all  our  brethren  greet. 

8  The  church  of  the  first-born, 
We  shall  with  them  be  blest, 

And  crown'd  with  endless  joy,  return 
To  our  eternal  rest. 

9  With  joy  we  shall  behold, 
In  yonder  blest  abode, 

The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 
And  all  the  saints  of  God. 

10  Abrah'm  and  Isaac,  there, 
And  Jacob  shall  receive, 

The  followers  of  their  faith  and  prayer, 
Who  now  in  bodies  live. 

1 1  We  shall  our  time  beneath, 
Live  out  in  cheerful  hope, 

And  fearless  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  gain  the  mountain  top. 

12  To  gather  home  his  own 
God  shall  his  angels  send, 

And  bid  our  bliss,  on  earth  begun, 
In  deathless  triumphs  end. 

Paradise— y.  40.]     HYMN  432.     C.  M. 

LIFT  up  your  hearts  to  things  above, 
Ye  followers  of  the  Lamb, 
And  join  with  us  to  praise  his  love, 
And  glorify  his  name. 

2  To  Jesus'  name  give  thanks  and  sing, 

Whose  mercies  never  end  : 
Rejoice  !  rejoice  !  the  Lord  is  King ! 

The  King  is  now  our  Friend ! 


CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP.  379 

3  We  for  his  sake  count  all  things  loss, 
On  earthly  good  look  down : 

And  joyfully  sustain  the  cross, 
Till  we  receive  the  crown. 

4  O  let  us  stir  each  other  up, 
Our  faith  by  works  to'  approve, 

By  holy,  purifying  hope, 
And  the  sweet  task  of  love. 

5  Let  all  who  for  the  promise  wait, 
The  Holy  Ghost  receive ; 

And  rais'd  to  our  unsinning  state, 
With  God  in  Eden  live  ! 

6  Live,  till  the  Lord  in  glory  come, 
And  wait  his  heaven  to  share  ! 

He  now  is  fitting  up  your  home : 
Go  on,  we  '11  meet  you  there  ! 

Bath  Abbey— v  1540    HYMN  433.    8  Unes7s. 

GLORY  be  to  God  above, 
God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Make  we  mention  of  his  love, 
Publish  we  his  praise  below : 
Call'd  together  by  his  grace, 

We  are  met  in  Jesus'  name ; 
See  with  joy  each  other's  face, 
Followers  of  the  bleeding  Lamb. 

2  Let  us  then  sweet  counsel  take, 
How  to  make  our  calling  sure ; 

Our  election  how  to  make, 

Past  the  reach  of  hell  secure ; 
Build  we  each  the  other  up; 

Pray  we  for  our  faith's  increase ; 
Solid  comfort,  settled  hope, 

Constant  joy,  and  lasting  peace. 

3  More  and  more  let  love  abound : 
Let  us  never,  never  rest, 


380  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

Till  we  are  in  Jesus  found, 

Of  our  paradise  possest : 
He  removes  the  flaming  sword, 

Calls  us  back  from  Eden  driven  : 
To  his  image  here  restor'd, 

Soon  he  takes  us  up  to  heaven ! 

Falcon- Street—?.  94.]     HYMN  434.    S.  M. 

SAVIOUR  of  sinful  men, 
Thy  goodness  we  proclaim, 
Which  brings  us  here  to  meet  again, 
And  triumph  in  thy  name  : 
Thy  mighty  name  hath  been 
Our  safeguard  and  our  tower : 
Hath  sav'd  us  from  the  world  and  sin, 
And  all  the'  accuser's  power. 

2  Jesus,  take  all  the  praise, 
That  still  on  earth  we  live ; 

Unspotted  in  so  foul  a  place, 

And  innocently  grieve : 

We  shall  from  Sodom  flee, 

When  perfected  in  love  ; 
And  haste  to  better  company 

Who  wait  for  us  above. 

3  Awhile  in  flesh  disjoin'd, 
Our  friends  that  went  before, 

We  soon  in  paradise  shall  find, 

And  meet  to  part  no  more ; 

In  yon  thrice  happy  seat, 

Waiting  for  us  they  are  : 
And  thou  shalt  there  a  husband  meet ; 

And  I  a  parent  there  ! 

4  O  what  a  mighty  change 
Shall  Jesus'  suff'rers  know  ! 

While  o'er  the  happy  plains  they  range, 
Incapable  of  wo ! 


CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP.  381 

No  ill-requited  love 
Shall  there  our  spirits  wound : 
No  base  ingratitude  above  ; 
No  sin  in  heaven  is  found. 

5  There  all  our  griefs  are  spent ! 
There  all  our  sorrows  end  : 

We  cannot  there  the  fall  lament 

Of  a  departed  friend  ! 

A  brother  dead  to  God, 

By  sin,  alas  !  undone  ! 
No  father  there,  in  passion  loud, 

Cries,  "  O  my  son,  my  son  !" 

6  No  slightest  touch  of  pain, 
Nor  sorrow's  least  alloy, 

Can  violate  our  rest,  or  stain 

Our  purity  of  joy. 

In  that  eternal  day 

No  clouds  or  tempests  rise  : 
There  gushing  tears  are  wip'd  away 

For  ever  from  our  eyes. 

Plymouth  Dock— p.  109.]  HYMN  435.  6  lines  8s 

JESUS,  to  thee  our  hearts  we  lift, 
May  all  our  hearts  with  love  o'erflow  ! 
With  thanks  for  thy  continued  gift, 

That  still  thy  gracious  name  we  know ; 
Retain  our  sense  of  sin  forgiven, 
And  wait  for  all  our  inward  heaven. 

2  What  mighty  troubles  hast  thou  shown 
Thy  feeble,  tempted  followers  here  ! 

We  have  through  fire  and  water  gone  ; 

But  saw  thee  on  the  floods  appear  ; 
But  felt  thee  present  in  the  flame, 
And  shouted  our  Deliverer's  name. 

3  Thou  who  hast  kept  us  to  this  hour, 
O  keep  us  faithful  to  the  end ! 


J 


382  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

When  rob'd  in  majesty  and  power, 

Our  Jesus  shall  from  heaven  descend, 
His  friends  and  confessors  to  own, 
And  seat  us  on  his  glorious  throne. 

Camberwell—y.  105.]     HYMN  436.     S.  M. 

ESUS,  we  look  to  thee, 
Thy  promis'd  presence  claim ; 
Thou  in  the  midst  of  us  shalt  be, 
Assembled  in  thy  name  : 
Thy  name  salvation  is, 
Which  here  we  come  to  prove ; 
Thy  name  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace, 
And  everlasting  love. 

2  Not  in  the  name  of  pride 
Or  selfishness  we  meet ; 

From  nature's  paths  we  turn  aside, 
And  worldly  thoughts  forget ; 
We  meet  the  grace  to  take, 
Which  thou  hast  freely  given ; 

We  meet  on  earth  for  thy  dear  sake, 
That  we  may  meet  in  heaven. 

3  Present  we  know  thou  art ; 
But,  O,  thyself  reveal! 

Now,  Lord,  let  every  bounding  heart 

The  mighty  comfort  feel ! 

O  may  thyquick'ning  voice 

The  death  of  sin  remove  ; 
And  bid  our  inmost  souls  rejoice, 

In  hope  of  perfect  love  ! 

Broomsgrove—y.  30.]     HYMN  437.     C.  M. 

A  LL  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 
j^L  Who  joins  us  by  his  grace, 
And  bids  us  each  to  each  restor'd, 
Together  seek  his  face. 


CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP.  383 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up ; 
And  gather'd  into  one, 

To  our  high  calling's  glorious  hope, 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows, 
We  all  delight  to  prove, 

The  grace  through  every  vessel  flows, 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 

4  Even  now  we  think  and  speak  the  same, 
And  cordially  agree, 

United  all  through  Jesus'  name 
In  perfect  harmony. 

5  We  aM  partake  the  joy  of  one, 
The  common  peace  we  feel ; 

A  peace  to  sensual  minds  unknown, 
A  joy  unspeakable. 

6  And  if  our  fellowship  below 
In  Jesus  be  so  sweet, 

What  height  of  rapture  shall  we  know, 
When  round  his  throne  we  meet ! 

Jchudijah—y.  57.]    -HYMN  438.     L.  M. 

UNCHANGEABLE,  almighty  Lord, 
Our  souls  upon  thy  truth  we  stay; 
Accomplish  now  thy  faithful  word, 
And  give,  O  give  us  all  one  way! 

2  O  let  us  all  join  hand  in  hand, 
Who  seek  redemption  in  thy  blood ; 

Fast  in  one  mind  and  spirit  stand, 
And  build  the  temple  of  our  God. 

3  Thou  only  canst  our  wills  control, 
Our  wild  unruly  passions  bind; 

Tame  the  old  Adam  in  cur  soul, 
And  make  us  of  one  heart  and  mind. 


384  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

4  Speak  but  the  reconciling  word, 

The  winds  shall  cease,  the  waves  subside ; 
We  all  shall  praise  our  common  Lord, 
Our  Jesus,  and  him  crucified. 

5  Giver  of  peace  and  unity, 

Send  down  thy  mild,  pacific  Dove ; 
We  all  shall  then  in  one  agree, 
And  breathe  the  spirit  of  thy  love. 

6  We  all  shall  think  and  speak  the  same, 
Delightful  lesson  of  thy  grace  : 

One  undivided  Christ  proclaim, 
And  jointly  glory  in  thy  praise. 

7  O  let  us  take  a  softer  mould ; 
Blended  and  gathered  into  thee  ; 

Under  one  Shepherd  make  one  fold, 
Where  all  is  love  and  harmony. 

8  Regard  thine  own  eternal  prayer, 
And  send  a  peaceful  answer  down ; 

To  us  thy  Father's  name  declare ; 
Unite  and  perfect  us  in  one  ! 

9  So  shall  the  world  believe  and  know, 
That  God  hath  sent  thee  from  above, 

When  thou  art  seen  in  us  below, 
And  every  soul  displays  thy  love. 

Redeeming  Love — p.  145.]     HYMN  439.    4  7s. 

GOD  of  Love,  that  hear'st  the  prayer, 
Kindly  for  thy  people  care : 
Who  on  thee  alone  depend  : 
Love  us,  save  us  to  the  end. 

2  Save  us  in  the  prosperous  hour, 
From  the  flattering  tempter's  power ; 
From  his  unsuspected  wiles, 
From  the  world's  pernicious  smiles. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  385 

3  Cut  off  our  dependence  vain, 
On  the  help  of  feeble  man; 
Every  arm  of  flesh  remove; 
Stay  us  on  thy  only  love  ! 

4  Men  of  worldly,  low  design, 
Let  not  these  thy  people  join, 
Poison  our  simplicity, 

Drag  us  from  our  trust  in  thee. 

5  Save  us  from  the  great  and  wise, 
Till  they  sink  in  their  own  eyes, 
Tamely  to  thy  yoke  submit, 

Lay  their  honour  at  thy  feet. 

6  Never  let  the  world  break  in, 
Fix  a  mighty  gulf  between ; 
Keep  us  little  and  unknown, 
Priz'd  and  lov'd  by  God  alone. 

7  Let  us  still  to  thee  look  up, 

Thee,  thy  Israel's  Strength  and  Hope ; 
Nothing  know,  or  seek  beside 
Jesus,  and  him  crucified. 

8  Far  above  all  earthly  things, 
Look  we  down  on  earthly  kings  ! 
Taste  our  glorious  liberty ; 
Find  our  happy  all  in  thee  ! 

New  Sabbath— p.  78.]     HYMN  440.    L.  M. 

SAVIOUR  of  all,  to  thee  we  bow, 
And  own  thee  faithful  to  thy  word ; 
We  hear  thy  voice,  and  open  now 
Our  hearts  to  entertain  our  Lord. 

2  Come  in,  come  in,  thou  heavenly  Guest, 

Delight  in  what  thyself  hast  given; 

On  thy  own  gifts  and  graces  feast, 

And  make  the  contrite  heart  thv  heaven. 
33  J 


386  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

3  Smell  the  sweet  odour  of  our  prayers, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise  approve  ; 

And  treasure  up  our  gracious  tears, 
Who  rest  in  thy  redeeming  love. 

4  Beneath  thy  shadow  let  us  sit, 

Caft  us  thy  friends,  and  love,  and  bride ; 
And  bid  us  freely  drink  and  eat, 
Thy  dainties,  and  be  satisfied. 

5  O  let  us  on  thy  fulness  feed ! 

And  eat  thy  flesh,  and  drink  thy  blood  ! 
Jesus,  thy  blood  is  drink  indeed, 
Jesus,  thy  flesh  is  angels'  food. 

6  The  heavenly  manna  faith  imparts  : 
Faith  makes  thy  fulness  all  our  own ; 

We  feed  upon  thee  in  our  hearts, 

And  find  that  heaven  and  thou  art  one. 

Rest—y.  149.]     HYMN  441.     6lines7s. 

CENTRE  of  our  hopes  thou  art, 
End  of  our  enlarg'd  desires  ; 
Stamp  thine  image  on  our  heart ; 

Fill  us  now  with  heavenly  fires ; 
Cemented  by  love  divine, 
Seal  our  souls  for  ever  thine  ! 

2  All  our  works  in  thee  be  wrought, 
Levell'd  at  one  common  aim : 

Every  word,  and  every  thought, 

Purge  in  the  refining  flame  : 
Lead  us  through  the  paths  of  peace, 
On  to  perfect  holiness. 

3  Let  us  all  together  rise, 

To  thy  glorious  life  restor'd ; 
Here  regain  our  paradise, 

Here  prepare  to  meet  our  Lord : 
Here  enjoy  the  earnest  given : 
Travel  hand  in  hand  to  heaven ! 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  387 

Broadmead— p.  115.]    HYMN  442.    6  lines  83. 

JESUS,  with  kindest  pity  see, 
The  souls  that  would  be  one  in  thee  ! 
If  now  accepted  in  thy  sight, 
Thou  dost  our  upright  hearts  unite, 
Allow  us  even  on  earth  to  prove 
The  noblest  joys  of  heavenly  love  ! 

2  Before  thy  glorious  eyes  we  spread 
The  wish  which  doth  from  thee  proceed ; 
Our.  love  from  earthly  dross  refine  ; 
Holy,  angelical,  divine, 

Thee,  its  great  Author,  let  it  show, 
And  back  to  the  pure  fountain  flow. 

3  A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea, 
O  Lord,  resorb  it  into  thee  ! 

While  all  our  souls,  with  restless  strife, 
Spring  up  into  eternal  life  : 
And  lost  in  endless  raptures  prove 
Thy  whole  immensity  of  love,, 

4  A  spark  of  that  ethereal  fire, 
Still  let  it  to  its  source  aspire  : 
To  thee  in  every  wish  return, 
Intensely  for  thy  glory  burn  : 
While  all  our  souls  fly  up  to  thee, 
And  blaze  through  all  eternity. 

Heavenly  Joy— p.  36.]    HYMN  443.    CM. 

LO  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 
Those  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whose  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unito 
Of  harmony  and  love  ! 

2  Where  streams  of  bliss  from  Christ  the  spring, 

Descend  on  every  soul ; 
And  heavenly  peace  with  balmy  wing 

Shades  and  revives  the  whole. 


388  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

3  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zkm's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 

And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

tlotham—y.  151.]     HYMN  444.     8  lines  7s 

FATHER,  at  thy  footstool  see 
Those  who  now  are  one  in  thee  ! 
Draw  us  by  thy  grace  alone  : 
Give,  O  give  us  to  thy  Son. 
Jesus,  friend  of  human  kind, 
Let  us  iii  thy  name  be  join'd, 
Each  to  each  unite  and  bless, 
Keep  us  still  in  perfect  peace. 

2  Heavenly,  all-alluring  Dove, 
Shed  thy  overshadowing  love ; 
Love,  the  sealing  grace  impart ; 
Dwell  within  our  single  heart. 
Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  to  us  what  Adam  lost ; 
Let  us  in  thine  image  rise  ; 
Give  us  back  our  paradise  ! 

Sharon— p.  89.]     HYMN  445.     S.  M. 

BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house 
Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet, 

Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows. 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 
The  saints  are  blest  above, 

Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  389 

Melody— ^  2-]     HYMN  446.     C.  M. 

GIVER  of  concord,  Prince  of  peace, 
Meek,  Lamblike  Son  of  God, 
Bid  our  unruly  passions  cease, 
By  thy  atoning  blood. 

2  Rebuke  our  rage,  our  passions  chide, 
Our  stubborn  wills  control, 

Beat  down  our  wrath,  root  out  our  pride, 
And  calm  our  troubled  soul. 

3  Subdue  in  us  the  carnal  mind, 
Its  enmity  destroy, 

With  cords  of  love  our  spirits  bind, 
And  melt  us  into  joy. 

4  Us  into  closest  union  draw, 
And  in  our  inward  parts 

Let  kindness  sweetly  write  her  law 
And  love  command  our  hearts. 

5  Saviour,  look  down  with  pitying  eyes, 
Our  jarring  wills  control, 

Let  cordial,  kind  affections  rise, 
And  harmonize  the  soul. 

6  O  let  us  find  the  ancient  way 
Our  wond'ring  foes  to  move, 

And  force  the  heathen  world  to  say, 
"  See  how  these  Christians  love  !" 

Bath  Abbey— -p.  154.]    HYMN  447.    8  lines  7s. 

CHRIST  from  whom  all  blessings  flow, 
Perfecting  the  saints  below, 
Hear  us,  who  thy  nature  share, 
Who  thy  mystic  body  are. 
Join  us,  in  one  spirit  join, 
Let  us  still  receive  of  thine  : 
Still  for  more  on  thee  we  call, 
Thou  who  fillest  all  in  all ! 
33* 


390  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

2  Move,  and  actuate,  and  guide : 
Divers  gifts  to  each  divide : 
Plac'd  according  to  thy  will, 
Let  us  all  our  work  fulfil. 
Never  from  our  office  move  : 
Needful  to  each  other  prove  : 
Let  us  daily  growth  receive, 
More  and  more  in  Jesus  live. 

3  Sweetly  may  we  all  agree, 
Touch'd  with  softest  sympathy ; 
Kindly  for  each  other  care  ; 
Every  member  feel  its  share. 
Many  are  we  now  and  one, 
We  who  Jesus  have  put  on  : 
Names,  and  sects,  and  parties  fall ; 
Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  in  all. 

Monmouth— p.  121.]    HYMN  448.    1 2  lines  \ 

OUR  friendship  sanctify  and  guide, 
Unmix'd  with  selfishness  and  pride, 

Thy  glory  be  our  single  aim  ! 
In  all  our  intercourse  below, 
Still  let  us  in  thy  footsteps  go, 

And  never  meet  but  in  thy  name. 
Fix  on  thyself  our  single  eye  ; 
Still  let  us  on  thyself  rely, 

For  all  the  help  that  each  conveys  ; 
The  help  as  from  thy  hand  receive, 
And  still  to  thee  all  glory  give, 

All  thanks,  all  might,  all  love,  all  praise. 

2  Whate'er  thou  dost  on  one  bestow, 
Let  each  the  double  blessing  know, 

Let  each  the  common  burden  bear ; 
In  comforts  and  in  griefs  agree,  ' 
And  wrestle  for  his  friends  with  thee, 

In  all  the'  omnipotence  of  prayer. 


CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP.  391 

Our  mutual  prayer  accept  and  seal ; 
In  all  thy  glorious  self  reveal ; 

All  with  the  fire  of  love  baptize  : 
Thy  kingdom  in  our  souls  restore  ; 
And  keep  till  we  can  sin  no  more, 

Till  all  in  thy  whole  image  rise. 

3  Witnesses  of  the'  all-cleansing  blood, 
Long  may  we  work  the  works  of  God, 

And  do  thy  will  like  those  above  : 
Together  spread  the  Gospel  sound, 
And  scatter  peace  on  all  around, 

And  joy  and  happiness,  and  love. 
True  yoke-fellows,  by  love  compelPd, 
To  labour  in  the  Gospel  field, 

Our  all  let  us  delight  to  spend, 
In  gathering  in  thy  lambs  and  sheep, 
Assur'd  that  thou  our  souls  wilt  keep, 

Wilt  keep  us  faithful  to  the  end. 

Portugal— ?.  53.]     HYMN  449.     L.  M. 

OTHOU,  our  Husband,  Brother,  Friend, 
Behold  a  cloud  of  incense  rise  ! 
The  prayers  of  saints  to  heaven  ascend, 
Grateful,  accepted  sacrifice  ! 

2  Regard  our  prayers,  for  Sion's  peace : 
Shed  in  our  hearts  thy  love  abroad : 

Thy  gifts  abundantly  increase  : 
Enlarge,  and  fill  us  all  with  God  \ 

3  Before  thy  sheep,  great  Shepherd,  go, 
And  guide  into  thy  perfect  will ; 

Cause  us  thy  hallow'd  Name  to  know, 
The  work  of  faith  in  us  fulfil. 

4  Help  us  to  make  our  calling  sure; 
O  let  us  all  be  saints  indeed  ! 

And  pure  as  thou  thyself  art  pure  ; 
Conform'd  in  all  things  to  our  Head. 


CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 


5  Take  the  dear  purchase  of  thy  blood ; 
Thy  blood  shall  wash  us  white  as  snow, 

Present  us  sanctify'd  to  God, 
And  perfected  in  love  below. 

6  That  blood  which  cleanses  from  all  sin, 
That  efficacious  blood  apply  ; 

And  wash,  and  make  us  wholly  clean, 
And  change,  and  throughly  sanctify. 
St.  John's—?.  134.]    HYMN  450.    4  8s  &  2  6s 

COME,  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  divine  ! 
Come,  Jesus,  in  thy  name  to  join 
A  happy  chosen  band  ; 
Who  fain  would  prove  thine  utmost  will, 
And  all  thy  righteous  laws  fulfil, 
In  love's  benign  command. 

2  If  pure  essential  love  thou  art, 
Thy  nature  into  every  heart, 

Thy  loving  self  inspire  : 
Bid  all  our  simple  souls  be  one, 
United  in  a  bond  unknown, 

Baptiz'd  with  heavenly  fire. 

3  Still  may  we  to  our  centre  tend, 

To  spread  thy  praise  our  common  end, 

To  help  each  other  on ; 
Companions  through  the  wilderness  ; 
To  share  a  moment's  pain,  and  seize 

An  everlasting  crown. 

4  Jesus,  our  tender'd  souls  prepare  ! 
Infuse  the  softest  social  care, 

The  warmest  charity ; 
The  bowels  of  our  bleeding  Lamb, 
The  virtues  of  thy  wond'rous  name, 

The  heart  that  was  in  thee. 

5  Supply  what  every  member  wants ; 
To  found  the  fellowship  of  saints, 

Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  supply  ; 


CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP.  393 

So  shall  we  all  thy  love  receive, 
Together  to  thy  glory  live, 
And  to  thy  glory  die. 

Gorham—p.  139.]    HYMN  451.    4  8s  &  2  6s. 

OS  AVI  OUR,  cast  a  gracious  smile  ! 
Our  gloomy  guilt,  and  selfish  guile, 
And  shy  distrust  remove  ; 
The  true  simplicity  impart, 
To  fashion  every  passive  heart, 
And  mould  it  into  love. 

2  Our  naked  hearts  to  thee  we  raise ; 
Whate'er  obstructs  the  work  of  grace, 

For  ever  drive  it  hence  : 
Exert  thy  all-subduing  power, 
And  each  regenerate  soul  restore 

To  childlike  innocence. 

3  Soon  as  in  thee  we  gain  a  part, 
Our  spirit  purg'd  from  nature's  art, 

Appears,  by  grace  forgiven ; 
We  then  pursue  our  sole  design, 
To  lose  our  melting  will  in  thine, 

And  want  no  other  heaven. 

4  O  that  we  now  the  power  might  feel; 
To  do  on  earth  thy  blessed  will, 

As  angels  do  above  ! 
In  thee,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
To  walk,  and  perfectly  obey 

Thy  sweet  constraining  love ! 

5  Jesus,  fulfil  our  one  desire, 
And  spread  the  spark  of  living  fire 

Through  every  hallow'd  breast ; 
Bless  with  divine  conformity, 
And  give  us  now  to  find  in  thee 

Our  everlasting  rest. 


394  CHRISTIAN   FELLOWSHIP. 

Farnworth—y.  96.]     HYMN  452.     S.  M. 

BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne, 
We  pour  our  ardent  prayers ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes ; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 
It  gives  us  inward  pain, 

But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 
Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 

While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 
And  sin  we  shall  be  free ; 

And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity 

Hotham—y.  151.]     HYMN  453.     8s  &  7s. 
"OLY  Lamb,  who  thee  confess, 


H 


Followers  of  thy  holiness, 
Thee  they  ever  keep  in  view, 
Ever  ask,  "  What  shall  we  do  1" 
Governed  by  thy  only  will, 
All  thy  words  we  would  fulfil, 
Would  in  all  thy  footsteps  go, 
Walk  as  Jesus  walk'd  below. 


PASTORAL.  395 

2  While  thou  didst  on  earth  appear, 
Servant  to  thy  servants  here, 
Mindful  of  thy  place  above, 

All  thy  life  was  prayer  and  love. 
Such  our  whole  employment  be, 
Works  of  faith  and  charity  ; 
Works  of  love  on  man  bestow'd, 
Secret  intercourse  with  God. 

3  Early  in  the  temple  meet, 
Let  us  still  our  Saviour  greet ; 
Nightly  to  the  mount  repair ; 
Join  our  praying  Pattern  there. 
There  by  wrestling  faith  obtain 
Power  to  work  for  God  again ; 
Power  his  image  to  retrieve, 
Power  like  thee,  our  Lord,  to  live. 

4  Vessels,  instruments  of  grace, 
Pass  we  thus  our  happy  days, 
'Twixt  the  mount  and  multitude, 
Doing  or  receiving  good : 

Glad  to  pray  and  labour  on, 
Till  our  earthly  course  is  run  : 
Till  we  on  the  sacred  tree, 
Bow  the  head  and  die  like  thee. 


PASTORAL. 


Wells— p.  56.]     HYMN  454.     L.  M. 

JESUS,  thy  wand'ring  sheep  behold  ! 
See,  Lord,  with  yearning  bowels,  see, 
Poor  souls  that  cannot  find  the  fold, 
Till  sought  and  gather'd  in  by  thee. 


396  PASTORAL. 

2  Lost  are  they  now  and  scatter'd  wide, 
In  pain,  and  weariness,  and  want : 

With  no  kind  shepherd  near,  to  guide 
The  sick,  and  spiritless,  and  faint. 

3  Thou,  only  thou,  the  kind  and  good, 
And  sheep-redeeming  Shepherd  art ; 

Collect  thy  flock,  and  give  them  food 
And  pastors  after  thine  own  heart. 

4  Give  the  pure  word  of  general  grace, 
And  great  shall  be  the  preachers'  crowd ; 

Preachers  who  all  the  sinful  race, 
Point  to  the  all-atoning  blood. 

5  Open  their  mouth,  and  utterance  give, 
Give  them  a  trumpet  voice  to  call 

A  world,  who  all  may  turn  and  live, 
Through  faith  in  Him  who  died  for  all. 

6  In  every  messenger  reveal 

The  grace  they  preach  divinely  free ; 
That  each  may  by  thy  Spirit  tell, 
"  He  died  for  all,  who  died  for  me." 

7  A  double  portion  from  above, 

Of  that  all-quick'ning  Spirit  impart ; 
Shed  forth  thy  universal  love 
In  every  faithful  pastor's  heart. 

8  Thine  only  glory  let  them  seek, 

O  let  their  hearts  with  love  o'erflow  ! 
Let  them  believe,  and  therefore  speak, 
And  spread  thy  mercy's  praise  below. 

Thacher—p.  90.]     HYMN  455.     S.  M. 

LORD  of  the  harvest,  hear 
Thy  needy  servant's  cry  ; 
Answer  our  faith's  effectual  prayer, 
And  all  our  wants  supply. 


PASTORAL.  397 

2  On  thee  we  humbly  wait, 
Our  wants  are  in  thy  view ; 

The  harvest,  truly,  Lord,  is  great, 
The  labourers  are  few. 

3  Convert,  and  send  forth  more 
Into  thy  church  abroad, 

And  let  them  speak  thy  word  of  power, 
As  workers  with  their  God. 

4  Give  the  pure  Gospel  word, 
The  word  of  general  grace ; 

Then  let  them  preach  the  common  Lord, 
Saviour  of  human  race. 

5  O  let  them  spread  thy  name, 
Their  mission  fully  prove  ; 

Thy  universal  grace  proclaim, 
Thine  all-redeeming  love ! 

Ashford—y.  106.]     HYMN  456.     S.  M. 

HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
That  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice, 
So  sweet  the  tidings  are  ; 

"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King ; 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here  !" 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears. 
That  hear  the  joyful  sound, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

4  Hoy/  blessed  are  our  eyes, 
That  see  this  heavenly  light ; 

Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight ! 
34 


398  PASTORAL. 

.5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 

Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Brewer— p.  58.]     HYMN  457.     L.  M. 

FATHER,  if  justly  still  we  claim 
To  us  and  ours,  the  promise  made, 
To  us  be  graciously  the  same, 

And  crown  with  living  fire  our  head. 

2  Our  claim  admit,  and  from  above, 
Of  holiness  the  Spirit  shower, 

Of  wise  discernment,  humble  love, 
And  zeal,  and  unity,  and  power. 

3  The  spirit  of  convincing  speech, 
Of  power  demonstrative  impart: 

Such  as  may  every  conscience  reach, 
And  sound  the  unbelieving  heart. 

4  The  Spirit  of  refining  fire, 
Searching  the  inmost  of  the  mind, 

To  purge  all  fierce  and  foul  desire, 
And  kindle  life  more  pure  and  kind. 

5  The  Spirit  of  faith  in  this  thy  day, 
To  break  the  power  of  cancelPd  sin  ; 

Tread  down  its  strength,  o'erturn  its  sway, 
And  still  the  conquest  more  than  win. 

6  The  spirit  breathe  of  inward  life, 
Which  in  our  hearts  thy  laws  may.  write ; 

Then  grief  expires,  and  pain  and  strife ; 
'Tis  nature  all,— and  all  delight. 


PASTORAL.  399 

Warrington—?.  62,]     HYMN  458.    L.  M. 

ON  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower, 
The  earth  in  righteousness  renew : 
Thy  kingdom  come,  and  hell's  o'erpower, 

And  to  thy  sceptre  all  subdue. 
2  Like  mighty  winds  or  torrents  fierce, 

Let  it  opposers  all  o'erturn ; 
And  every  law  of  sin  reverse, 

That  faith  and  love  may  make  all  one. 
S  Yea,  let  thy  Spirit  in  every  place 

His  richest  energy  declare  ; 
While  lovely  tempers,  fruits  of  grace, 

The  kingdom  of  thy  Christ  prepare. 
4  Grant  this,  O  holy  God  and  true  ! 

The  ancient  seers  thou  didst  inspire  ! 
To  us  perform  the  promise  due, 

Descend  and  crown  us  now  with  fire  ! 

Luton—?.  52.]       HYMN  459.     L.  M. 

COMFORT,  ye  ministers  of  grace, 
Comfort  the  people  of  your  Lord, 
O  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race, 
And  cheer  them  by  the  Gospel  word. 

2  Go  into  every  nation,  go, 

Speak  to  their  trembling  hearts  and  cry, 
Glad  tidings  unto  all  we  show  : 
Jerusalem,  thy  God  is  nigh. 

3  Hark  !  in  the  wilderness  a  cry, 

A  voice  that  loudly  calls,  Prepare ; 
Prepare  your  hearts,  for  God  is  nigh, 
And  means  to  make  his  entrance  there  ! 

4  The  Lord  your  God  shall  quickly  come ; 
Sinners,  repent,  the  call  obey  : 

Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room ; 
Ye  desert  souls,  prepare  his  way. 


400  PASTORAL. 

5  The  Lord  shall  clear  his  way  through  all ; 
Whate'er  obstructs,  obstructs  in  vain ; 

The  vale  shall  rise,  the  mountain  fall, 
Crooked  be  straight,  and  rugged  plain. 

6  The  glory  of  the  Lord  display'd 
Shall  all  mankind  together  view, 

And  what  his  mouth  in  truth  hath  said, 
His  own  almighty  hand  shall  do. 

Burslem—^.  56.]    HYMN  460.    L.  M. 

HIGH  on  his  everlasting  throne, 
The  King  of  saints  his  work  surveys, 
Marks  the  dear  souls  he  calls  his  own, 
And  smiles  on  the  peculiar  race. 

2  He  rests  well  pleased  their  toils  to  see ; 
Beneath  his  easy  yoke  they  move: 

With  all  their  heart  and  strength  agree 
In  the  sweet  labour  of  his  love. 

3  See  where  the  servants  of  the  Lord, 
A  busy  multitude,  appear  : 

For  Jesus  day  and  night  employ'd, 
His  heritage  they  toil  to  clear. 

4  The  love  of  Christ  their  hearts  constrains, 
And  strengthens  their  unwearied  hands  ; 

They  spend  their  sweat,  and  blood,  and  pains, 
To  cultivate  Immanuel's  lands. 

5  Jesus  their  toil  delighted  sees, 
Their  industry  vouchsafes  to  crown  : 

He  kindly  gives  the  wish'd  increase, 
And  sends  the  promis'd  blessing  down. 

6  The  sap  of  life,  the  Spirit's  powers, 
He  reigns  incessant  from  above ; 

He  all  his  gracious  fulness  showers 
To  perfect  their  great  work  of  love. 


PASTORAL.  401 

7  O  multiply  thy  sowers'  seed, 

And  fruit  they  every  hour  shall  bear : 
Throughout  the  world  thy  Gospel  spread, 
Thine  everlasting  truth  declare  ! 

8  We  then,  in  perfect  love  renew'd, 
Shall  know  the  greatness  of  thy  power, 

Stand  in  the  temple  of  our  God 
As  pillars,  and  go  out  no  more. 

Parvus— p.  52.]     HYMN  461.     L.  M. 

DRAW  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near ! 
Us  with  thy  flaming  eye  behold; 
Still  in  thy  church  vouchsafe  to'  appear, 
And  let  our  candlestick  be  gold. 

2  Still  hold  the  stars  in  thy  right  hand, 
And  let  them  in  thy  lustre  glow, 

The  lights  of  a  benighted  land, 
The  angels  of  thy  church  below. 

3  Make  good  their  apostolic  boast, 
Their  high  commission  let  them  prove, 

Be  temples  of  the  Holy  Ghost, 

And  fill'd  with  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 

4  Their  hearts  from  things  of  earth  remove, 
Sprinkle  them,  Lord,  from  sin  and  fear ; 

Fix  their  affections  all  above, 
And  lay  up  all  their  treasures  there. 

5  Give  them  an  ear  to  hear  thy  word; 
Thou  speakest  to  the  churches  now  : 

And  let  all  tongues  confess  their  Lord, 
Let  every  knee  to  Jesus  bow. 

Berlin—?.  70.]     HYMN  462.     L.  M. 

SHALL  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man, 
The  Spirit's  course  in  me  restrain? 
Or,  undismay'd  in  deed  and  word, 
Be  a  true  witness  of  my  Lord  1 
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402  PASTORAL. 

2  Aw'd  by  a  mortal's  frown,  shall  I 
Conceal  the  word  of  God  Most  High? 
How  then  before  thee  shall  I  dare 
To  stand,  or  how  thine  anger  bear? 

3  Shall  I  to  sooth  the'  unholy  throng, 
Soften  thy  truth,  or  smooth  my  tongue, 
To  gain  earth's  gilded  toys,  or  flee 
The  cross  endur'd,  my  Lord,  by  thee? 

4  What  then  is  he  whose  scorn  I  dread, 
Whose  wrath  or  hate  makes  me  afraid? 
A  man!  an  heir  of  death!  a  slave 

To  sin !  a  bubble  on  the  wave ! 

5  Yea,  let  men  rage ;  since  thou  wilt  spread 
Thy  shadcwing  wings  around  my  head : 
Since  in  ail  pain  thy  tender  love 

Will  still  my  sure  refreshment  prove. 

Warrington— y.  62.]     HYMN  463.     L.  M. 

SAVIOUR  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 
Doth  all  mine  inmost  thoughts  descry: 
Doth  aught  on  earth  my  wishes  raise, 
Or  the  world's  pleasures  or  its  praise  ? 

2  The  love  of  Christ  doth  me  constrain 
To  seek  the  wand'ring  souls  of  men; 
With  cries,  entreaties,  tears,  to  save 
To  snatch  them  from  the  gaping  grave. 

2  For  this  let  men  revile  my  name, 
No  cross  I  shun,  I  fear  no  shame; 
All  hail  reproach,  and  welcome  pain; 
Only  thy  terrors,  Lord,  restrain. 

4  My  life,  my  blood,  I  here  present, 
If  for  thy  truth  they  may  be  spent, 
Fulfil  thy  sovereign  counsel,  Lord ! 
Thy  will  be  done,  thy  name  ador'd ! 


PASTORAL.  403 

5  Give  me  thy  strength,  G  God  of  power : 
Then  let  winds  blow,  or  thunders  roar, 
Thy  faithful  witness  will  I  be : 
'Tis  fixt ;  I  can  do  all  through  thee. 

Triumph— $.  69.]     HYMN  464.     L.  M. 

THE  Lord  is  King,  and  earth  submits, 
Howe'er  impatient,  to  his  sway; 
Between  the  cherubim  he  sits, 
And  makes  his  restless  foes  obey. 

2  All  power  is  to  our  JesUs  given; 

O'er  earth's  rebellious  sons  he  reigns; 
He  mildly  rules  the  hosts  of  heaven  ; 
And  holds  the  powers  of  hell  in  chains. 

3  In  vain  doth  Satan  rage  his  hour, 
Beyond  his  chain  he  cannot  go ; 

Our  Jesus  shall  stir  up  his  power, 
And  soon  avenge  us  of  our  foe. 

4  Jesus  shall  his  great  arm  reveal  ; 
Jesus,  the  woman's  conquering  seed; 

(Though  now  the  serpent  bruise  his  heel,) 
Jesus  shall  bruise  the  serpent's  head. 

5  The  enemy  his  tares  hath  sown, 

But  Christ  shall  shortly  root  them  up, 
Shall  cast  the  dire  accuser  down, 
And  disappoint  his  children's  hope : 

6  Shall  still  the  proud  Philistine's  noise ; 
Baffle  the  sons  of  unbelief; 

Nor  long  permit  them  to  rejoice, 
But  turn  their  triumph  into  grief. 

7  Come,  glorious  Lord,  the  rebels  spurn; 
Scatter  thy  foes,  victorious  King ; 

And  Gath  and  Askelon  shall  mourn, 
And  all  the  sons  of  God  shall  sing : 


404  PASTORAL. 

8  Shall  magnify  the  sovereign  grace 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne  ; 

And  earth  and  heaven  conspire  to  praise 
Jehovah  and  his  conquering  Son. 

St.  John's—]).  134.]     HYMN  465.     4  8s  &S6s. 

ARE  there  not  in  the  labourer's  day 
Twelve  hours,  in  which  he  safely  may 
His  calling's  work  pursue  1 
Though  sin  and  Satan  still  are  near, 
Nor  sin,  nor  Satan  can  I  fear, 
With  Jesus  in  my  view. 

2  Light  of  the  world  !  thy  beams  I  bless  ! 
On  thee,  bright  Sun  of  Righteousness, 

My  faith  hath  fixt  its  eye  ; 
Guided  by  thee  through  all  I  go, 
Nor  fear  the  ruin  spread  below, 

For  thou  art  always  nigh. 

3  Ten  thousand  snares  my  paths  beset, 
Yet  will  I,  Lord,  the  work  complete, 

Which  thou  to  me  hast  given ; 
Regardless  of  the  pains  I  feel, 
Close  by  the  gates  of  death  and  hell, 

I  urge  my  way  to  heaven. 

4  Still  will  I  strive  and  labour  still, 
With  humble  zeal  to  do  thy  will, 

And  trust  in  thy  defence  ; 
My  soul  into  thy  hands  I  give, 
And  if  he  can  obtain  thy  leave, 

Let  Satan  pluck  me  thence. 

St.  Peter— -p.  54.]     HYMN  466.     L.  M. 

GO  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 
Bid  the  whole  world  my  grace  receive ; 
He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  my  word ; 
He  shall  be  damn'd  that  won't  believe. 


PASTORAL.  41 

2  I  '11  make  your  great  commission  known, 
And  ye  shall  prove  my  Gospel  true, 

By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 

3  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands  ; 

"  I  'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end ; 
All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 
I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 

Winter—?.  16.]     HYMN  467.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  the  word  of  mercy  give, 
And  let  it  swiftly  run  ; 
And  let  the  priests  themselves  believe, 
And  put  salvation  on. 

2  Cloth'd  with  the  Spirit  of  Holiness, 
May  all  thy  people  prove 

The  plenitude  of  Gospel  grace, 
The  joy  of  perfect  love. 

3  Jesus,  let  all  thy  lovers  shine, 
Illustrious  as  the  sun ; 

And  bright  with  borrow'd  rays  divine, 
Their  glorious  circuit  run. 

4  Beyond  the  reach  of  mortals,  spread 
Their  light  where'er  they  go  ; 

And  heavenly  influences  shed 
On  all  the  world  below. 

5  As  giants  may  they  run  their  race, 
Exulting  in  their  might ; 

As  burning  luminaries  chase 
The  gloom  of  hellish  night. 

6  As  the  bright  Sun  of  Righteousness 
Their  healing  wings  display; 

And  let  their  lustre  still  increase, 
Unto  the  perfect  day. 


406  PASTORAL. 

Mount  Pleasant— ip.  4.]     HYMN  468.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  the  Name  high  over  all, 
In  hell,  or  earth,  or  sky ! 
Angels  and  men  before  it  fall, 
And  devils  fear  and  fly. 

2  Jesus,  the  Name  to  sinners  dear, 
The  Name  to  sinners  given ! 

It  scatters  all  their  guilty  fear ; 
It  turns  their  hell  to  heaven. 

3  Jesus  the  prisoner's  fetters  breaks, 
And  bruises  Satan's  head ; 

Power  into  strengthless  souls  it  speaks, 
And  life  into  the  dead. 

4  O  that  the  world  might  taste  and  see 
The  riches  of  his  grace  ; 

The  arms  of  love  that  compass  me, 
Would  all  mankind  embrace. 

5  His  only  righteousness  I  show, 
His  saving  truth  proclaim  : 

'Tis  all  my  business  here  below, 
To  cry,  «  Behold  the  Lamb  !" 

6  Happy,  if  with  my  latest  breath 
I  may  but  gasp  his  Name  ! 

Preach  him  to  all,  and  cry  in  death, 
"  Behold,  behold  the  Lamb  !" 

Melody— y.  2.]     HYMN  469.     C.  M. 

JESUS,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
My  Saviour  and  my  King, 
Triumphantly  thy  name  I  bless, 
Thy  conqu'ring  name  I  sing. 
2  Thou,  Lord,  hast  magnify'd  thy  name, 

Thou  hast  maintain'd  thy  cause, 
And  I  enjoy  the  glorious  shame, 
The  scandal  ofJ,hy  cross. 


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PASTORAL.  407 

3  Thou  gavest  me  to  speak  thy  word, 
In  the  appointed  hour  : 

I  have  proclaim'd  my  dying  Lord, 
And  felt  thy  Spirit's  power. 

4  Superior  to  my  foes  I  stood, 
Above  their  smile  or  frown  : 

On  all  the  strangers  to  thy  blood 
With  pitying  love  look  down. 

5  O  let  me  have  thy  presence  still, 
Set  as  a  flint  my  face, 

To  show  the  counsel  of  thy  will. 
Which  saves  a  world  by  grace 

6  O  let  me  never  blush  to  own 
The  glorious  Gospel  word  ; 

Which  saves  a  world  through  faith  alone, 
Faith  in  a  dying  Lord ! 

Egypt— -p.  87.]     HYMN  470.     S.  M. 

I  THE  good  fight  have  fought," 
O  when  shall  I  declare  ! 
The  victory  by  my  Saviour  got, 
I  long  with  Paul  to  share. 

2  O  may  I  triumph  so, 
When  all  my  warfare 's  past ; 

And  dying,  find  my  latest  foe 
Under  my  feet  at  last ! 

3  This  blessed  word  be  mine, 
Just  as  the  port  is  gain'd ; 

"Kept  by  the  power  of  grace  divine, 
I  have  the  faith  maintain'd." 

4  The'  apostles  of  my  Lord, 
To  whom  it  first  was  given, 

They  could  not  speak  a  greater  word, 
Nor  all  the  saints  in  heaven. 


408  PASTORAL. 

Jlxbridge—v-  171     HYMN  471.     C.  M 

LET  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake, 
And  take  the'  alarm  they  give, 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God, 
Their  awful  charge  receive. 

2  'Tis  not  a  cause  of  small  import, 
The  pastor's  care  demands  ; 

But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart, 
And  fill'd  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 
Did  heavenly  bliss  forego  ! 

For  souls,  which  must  for  ever  live 
In  raptures,  or  in  wo  : 

4  And  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 
The'  account  to  render  there  ; 

And  shouldst  thou  strictly  mark  our  faults, 
Lord,  where  should  we  appear  ! 

5  May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preach, 
Their  own  Redeemer  see, 

And  watch  thou  daily  o'er  their  souls, 
That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

Alfreton—y.  60.]     HYMN  472.     L.  M. 

STEEL  me  to  shame,  reproach,  disgrace, 
Arm  me  with  all  thine  armour  now ; 
Set  like  a  flint  my  steady  face, 
Harden  to  adamant  my  brow. 

2  Bold  may  I  wax,  exceeding  bold, 
My  high  commission  to  perform, 

Nor  shrink  thy  harshest  truths  to'  unfold; 
But  more  than  meet  the  gathering  storm. 

3  Adverse  to  earth's  rebellious  throng 
Still  may  I  turn  my  fearless  face  : 

Stand  as  an  iron  pillar  strong, 
And  steadfast  as  a  wall  of  brass. 


PASTORAL.  409 

4  Give  me  thy  might,  thou  God  of  power, 
Then  let  or  men,  or  fiends  assail, 

Strong  in  thy  strength  I  '11  stand,  a  tower 
Impregnable  to  earth  or  hell. 

Wexford— p.  111.]     HYMN  473.     6  lines  8s. 

GIVE  me  the  faith  which  can  remove 
And  sink  the  mountain  to  a  plain ; 
Give  me  the  childlike  praying  love, 

Which  longs  to  build  thy  house  again : 
Thy  love  let  it  my  heart  o'erpower, 
And  all  my  simple  soul  devour. 

2  I  want  an  even,  strong  desire, 
I  want  a  calmly  fervent  zeal, 

To  save  poor  souls  out  of  the  fire, 

To  snatch  them  from  the  verge  of  hell, 
And  turn  them  to  a  pard'ning  God, 
And  quench  the  brands  in  Jesus'  blood. 

3  I  would  the  precious  time  redeem, 
And  longer  live  for  this  alone, 

To  spend,  and  to  be  spent  for  them, 

Who  have  not  yet  my  Saviour  known ; 
Fully  on  these  my  mission  prove, 
And  only  breathe,  to  breathe  thy  love. 

4  My  talents,  gifts,  and  graces,  Lord, 
Into  thy  blessed  hands  receive ; 

And  let  me  live  to  preach  thy  word ; 

And  let  me  to  thy  glory  live ; 
My  every  sacred  moment  spend 
In  publishing  the  sinner's  Friend. 

5  Enlarge,  inflame,  and  fill  my  heart, 
With  boundless  charity  divine ! 

So  shall  I  all  my  strength  exert, 

And  love  them  with  a  zeal  like  thine ; 
And  lead  them  to  thy  open  side, 
The  sheep  for  whom  their  Shepherd  died. 
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410 
ON  THE  SPREAD  OF  THE  GOSPEL. 

Rochdale— p.  140.]     HYMN  474.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

JESUS,  thou  soul  of  all  our  joys, 
For  whom  we  now  lift  up  our  voice, 
And  all  our  strength  exert ; 
Vouchsafe  the  grace  we  humbly  claim ; 
Compose  into  a  thankful  frame, 
And  tune  thy  people's  heart. 

2  While  in  the  heavenly  work  we  join, 
Thy  glory  be  our  whole  design, 

Thy  glory,  not  our  own  : — 
Still  let  us  keep  our  end  in  view, 
And  still  the  pleasing  task  pursue, 

To  please  our  God  alone. 

3  The  secret  pride,  the  subtle  sin, 
O  let  it  never  more  steel  in, 

To'  offend  thy  glorious  eyes  ! 
To  desecrate  our  hallow'd  strain, 
And  make  our  solemn  service  vain, 

And  mar  our  sacrifice. 

4  To  magnify  thy  awful  name, 

To  spread  the  honours  of  the  Lamb, 

Let  us  our  voices  raise  ; 
Our  souls'  and  bodies'  powers  unite, 
Regardless  of  our  own  delight, 

And  dead  to  human  praise. 

5  Still  let  us  on  our  guard  be  found, 
And  watch  against  the  power  of  sound, 

With  sacred  jealousy: 
Lest,  haply,  sense  should  damp  our  zeal, 
And  music's  charms  bewitch  and  steal 

Our  heart  away  from  thee. 


SPREAD  OP  THE  GOSPEL.  411 

6  That  hurrying  strife  far  off  remove, 
That  noisy  burst  of  selfish  love, 

Which  swells  the  formal  song ; 
The  joy  from  out  our  hearts  arise, 
And  speak  and  sparkle  in  our  eyes, 

And  vibrate  on  our  tongue. 

7  Thee  let  us  praise,  our  common  Lord, 
And  sweetly  join  with  one  accord 

Thy  goodness  to  proclaim : 
Jesus,  thyself  in  us  reveal, 
And  all  our  faculties  shall  feel 

Thy  hamonizing  name. 

8  With  calmly  reverential  joy, 
O  let  us  all  our  lives  employ 

In  setting  forth  thy  love  ! 
And  raise  in  death  our  triumph  higher, 
And  sing,  with  all  the  heavenly  choir, 

That  endless  song  above. 

Belacourt—y.  27.]     HYMN  475.     C.  M. 

ONCE  more  we  come  before  our  God ; 
Once  more  his  blessings  ask : 
O  may  not  duty  seem  a  load  ! 
Nor  worship  prove  a  task. 

2  Father,  thy  quick'ning  Spirit  send 
From  heaven,  in  Jesus'  name, 

To  make  our  waiting  minds  attend, 
And  put  our  souls  in  frame. 

3  May  we  receive  the  word  we  hear, 
Each  in  an  honest  heart ; 

And  keep  the  precious  treasure  there, 
And  never  with  it  part. 

4  To  seek  thee  all  our  hearts  dispose, 
To  each  thy  blessings  suit, 

And  let  the  seed  thy  servant  sows, 
Produce  abundant  fruit. 


412  ON   THE   SPREAD 

JHfretorir—v.  60.]     HYMN  476.    L.  M. 

FIRST    PART. 

FATHER  of  all,  whose  powerful  voice 
Call'd  forth  this  universal  frame  ! 
Whose  mercies  over  all  rejoice, 

Through  endless  ages  still  the  same  ; 
Thou  by  thy  word  upholdest  all ; 

Thy  bounteous  love  to  all  is  show'd  : 
Thou  hear'st  thy  every  creature's  call, 
And  filiest  every  mouth  with  good. 

2  In  heaven  thou  reign'st  enthron'd  in  light ; 
Nature's  expanse  before  thee  spread  ; 

Earth,  air,  and  sea,  before  thy  sight, 
And  hell's  deep  gloom,  are  open  laid  ! 

Wisdom,  and  might,  and  love,  are  thine, 
Prostrate  before  thy  face  we  fall, 

Confess  thine  attributes  divine, 
And  hail  thee  sovereign  Lord  of  all. 

3  Thee,  sovereign  Lord,  let  all  confess, 
That  move  in  earth,  or  air,  or  sky: 

Revere  thy  power,  thy  goodness  bless, 
Tremble  before  thy  piercing  eye ; 

All  ye  who  owe  to  him  your  birth, 
In  praise  your  every  hour  employ: 

Jehovah  reigns  !  be  glad,  O  earth ; 
And  shout,  ye  morning  stars,  for  joy. 

SECOND  PART. 

SON  of  thy  Sire's  eternal  love, 

Take  to  thyself  thy  mighty  power ; 
Let  all  earth's  sons  thy  mercy  prove, 

Let  all  thy  wond'rous  grace  adore  ; 
The  triumphs  of  thy  love  display; 

In  every  heart  reign  thou  alone, 
Till  all  thy  foes  confess  thy  sway, 

And  glory  end  what  grace  begun. 


OF  THE   GOSPEL.  413 

2  Spirit  of  grace,  and  health,  and  power ; 
Fountain  of  light  and  love  below ; 

Abroad  thy  healing  influence  shower 

O'er  all  the  nations  let  it  flow ; 
Inflame  our  hearts  with  perfect  love, 

In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfil ; 
So  not  heaven's  host  shall  swifter  move, 

Than  we  on  earth  to  do  thy  will. 

3  Father,  'tis  thine  each  day  to  yield 
Thy  children's  wants  a  fresh  supply; 

Thou  cloth'st  the  lilies  of  the  field, 
And  hearest  the  young  ravens  cry; 

On  thee  we  cast  our  care  ;  we  live 
Through  thee,  who  know'st  our  every  need ; 

O  feed  us  with  thy  grace,  and  give 
Our  souls  this  day  the  living  Bread  ! 

THIRD  PART. 

ETERNAL,  spotless  Lamb  of  God, 

Before  the  world's  foundation  slain ! 
Sprinkle  us  ever  with  thy  blood : 

O  cleanse,  and  keep  us  ever  clean ! 
To  every  soul,  (all  praise  to  thee  !) 

Our  bowels  of  compassion  move  ; 
And  all  mankind  by  this  may  see, 

God  is  in  us ;  for  God  is  love. 

2  Giver  and  Lord  of  life,  whose  power 

And  guardian  care  for  all  is  free, 
To  thee,  in  fierce  temptation's  hour, 

From  sin  and  Satan  let  us  flee  ; 
Thine,  Lord,  we  are,  and  ours  thou  art; 

In  us  be  all  thy  goodness  show'd ; 
Renew,  enlarge,  and  fill  our  heart, 

With  peace,  and  joy,  and  heaven,  and  God. 

8  Blessing  and  honour,  praise  and  love, 
Co-equal,  co-eternal  Three, 
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414  ON   THE   SPREAD 

In  earth  below,  in  heaven  above, 
By  all  thy  works  be  paid  to  thee  ! 

Thrice  holy,  thine  the  kingdom  is, 
The  power  omnipotent  is  thine  ; 

And  when  created  nature  dies, 
Thy  never-ceasing  glories  shine. 

Middletown—  p.  152.]    HYMN  477.    8  lines  7s. 

SEE  how  great  a  flame  aspires, 
Kindled  by  a  spark  of  grace  ! 
Jesus'  love  the  nations  fires, 

Sets  the  kingdoms  on  a  blaze. 
To  bring  fire  on  earth  he  came; 

Kindled  in  some  hearts  it  is : 
O  that  all  might  catch  the  flame, 
All  partake  the  glorious  bliss  ! 

2  When  he  first  the  work  begun* 
Small  and  feeble  was  his  day: 

Now  the  word  doth  swiftly  run, 

Now  it  wins  its  widening  way: 
More  and  more  it  spreads  and  grows, 

Ever  mighty  to  prevail ; 
Sin's  strong  holds  it  now  o'erthrows, 

Shakes  the  trembling  gates  of  hell. 

3  Sons  of  God,  your  Saviour  praise ! 
He  the  door  hath  open'd  wide ; 

He  hath  given  the  word  of  grace, 

Jesus'  word  is  glorified  ; 
Jesus,  mighty  to  redeem, 

He  alone  the  work  hath  wrought  ; 
Worthy  is  the  work  of  him, 

Him  who  spake  a  world  from  nought. 

4  Saw  ye  not  the  cloud  arise, 
Little  as  a  human  hand  ? 

Now  it  spreads  along  the  skies, 
Hangs  o'er  all  the  thirsty  land ; 


OF   THE   GOSPEL.  415 

Lo  !  the  promise  of  a  shower 

Drops  already  from  above  ; 
But  the  Lord  will  shortly  pour 

All  the  Spirit  of  his  love  ! 

Dursley—y.  104.]     HYMN  478.     S.  M. 

FIRST  PART. 

JESUS,  the  Conqueror,  reigns, 
In  glorious  strength  array'd: 
His  kingdom  over  all  maintains, 
And  bids  the  earth  be  glad ; 
Ye  sons  of  men,  rejoice 
In  Jesus'  mighty  love  : 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
To  him  who  rules  above. 

2  Extol  his  kingly  power, 
Kiss  the  exalted  Son, 

Who  died,  and  lives  to  die  no  more, 

High  on  his  Father's  throne  : 

Our  Advocate  with  God, 

He  undertakes  our  cause, 
And  spreads  through  all  the  earth  abroad 

The  victory  of  his  cross. 

3  That  bloody  banner  see, 
And  in  your  Captain's  sight, 

Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith  with  me, 

My  fellow  soldiers,  fight ; 

In  mighty  phalanx  join'd, 

To  battle  all  proceed ; 
Arm'd  with  the'  unconquerable  mind 

Which  was  in  Christ  your  Head, 

SECOND   PART. 

URGE  on  your  rapid  course, 

Ye  blood-besprinkled  bands ; 
The  heavenly  kingdom  suffers  force ; 

'Tis  seiz'd  by  violent  hands  : 


416  ON   THE   SPREAD 

See  there  the  starry  crown 
That  glitters  through  the  skies  ! 

Satan,  the  world,  and  sin,  tread  down, 
And  take  the  glorious  prize  ! 

2  Through  much  distress  and  pain, 
Through  many  a  conflict  here, 

Through  blood  ye  must  the  entrance  gain, 

Yet,  O  disdain  to  fear : 

"  Courage,"  your  Captain  cries, 

(Who  all  your  toil  foreknew,) 
"  Toil  ye  shall  have,  yet  all  despise, 

I  have  o'ercome  for  you." 

3  The  world  cannot  withstand 
Its  ancient  conqueror : 

The  world  must  sink  beneath  the  hand 

Which  arms  us  for  the  war : 

This  is  the  victory, 

Before  our  faith  they  fall, 
Jesus  hath  died  for  you  and  me  ; 

Believe  and  conquer  all ! 

Hamilton—?.  63.]     HYMN  479.    L.  M. 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 
His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet ; 
While  western  empires  own  their  Lord, 
And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

3  To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song, 


OF   THE   GOSPEL.  417 

And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

Warrington— p.  62.]     HYMN  480.     L.  M. 

ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ! 
Thine  own  immortal  strength  put  on ! 
With  terror  cloth'd,  hell's  kingdom  shake, 
And  cast  thy  foes  with  fury  down. 

2  As  in  the  ancient  days  appear ! 
The  sacred  annals  speak  thy  fame ; 

Be  now  omnipotently  near, 
To  endless  ages  still  the  same. 

3  By  death  and  hell  pursu'd  in  vain, 

To  thee  the  ransom'd  seed  shall  come  ; 
Shouting  their  heavenly  Sion  gain, 
And  pass  through  death  triumphant  home. 

4  The  pain  of  life  shall  then  be  o'er, 
The  anguish  and  distracting  care  ; 

There  sighing  grief  shall  weep  no  more, 
And  sin  shall  never  enter  there. 

5  Where  pure,  essential  joy  is  found, 

The  Lord's  redeem'd  their  heads  shall  raise, 
With  everlasting  gladness  crown'd, 
And  fill'd  with  love,  and  lost  in  praise. 

Kingswood—y.  185.]  HYMN  481.  7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

JESUS,  from  thy  heavenly  place, 
Thy  dwelling  in  the  sky, 
Fill  our  church  with  righteousness, 

Our  want  of  faith  supply  : 
Faith  our  strong  protection  be, 

And  godliness  with  all  its  power ; 
'Stablish  our  posterity, 
Till  time  shall  be  no  more. 


418  ON    THE   SPREAD 

2  Let  the  Spirit  of  grace  o'erflow 

Our  re-converted  land : 
Let  the  least  and  greatest  know, 

And  bow  to  thy  command  : 
Wisdom,  pure  religious  fear, 

Our  land's  peculiar  treasure  prove ; 
Blest  with  piety  sincere  ; 

Inspir'd  with  humble  love. 

Dudley— p.  153.]     HYMN  482.     8  lines  7s. 

HAPPY  soul,  who  sees  the  day, 
The  glad  day  of  Gospel  grace  : 
Thee  my  Lord,  (thou  then  wilt  say,) 

Thee  will  I  for  ever  praise  ; 
Though  thy  wrath  against  me  burn'd, 

Thou  dost  comfort  me  again  ; 
All  thy  wrath  aside  is  turn'd, 
Thou  hast  blotted  out  my  sin. 

2  Me,  behold  !  thy  mercy  spares ; 
Jesus  my  salvation  is  ; 

Hence  my  doubts  ;  away  my  fears ; 

Jesus  is  become  my  peace  : 
Jah,  Jehovah,  is  my  Lord, 

Ever  merciful  and  just ; 
I  will  lean  upon  his  word  ; 

I  will  on  his  promise  trust. 

3  Strong  I  am  ;  for  he  is  strong ; 
Just  in  righteousness  divine  ; 

He  is  my  triumphal  song ; 

All  he  has,  and  is,  is  mine : 
Mine ; — and  yours,  whoe'er  believe  ; 

On  his  name,  whoe'er  shall  call, 
Freely  shall  his  grace  receive  ; 

He  is  full  of  grace  for  all. 

4  Therefore  shall  ye  draw  with  joy 
Water  from  salvation's  Well ; 


OP  THE   GOSPEL.  419 

Praise  shall  your  glad  tongues  employ, 
While  his  streaming  grace  ye  feel. 

Each  to  each,  ye  then  shall  say, 
"  Sinners,  call  upon  his  name ; 

O  rejoice  to  see  his  day ! 
See  it,  and  his  praise  proclaim  !" 

5  Glory  to  his  name  belongs, 
Great,  and  marvellous  and  high  : 

Sing  unto  the  Lord  your  songs, 

Cry  to  every  nation,  cry  : 
Wond'rous  things  the  Lord  hath  done, 

Excellent  his  name  we  find  ; 
This  to  all  mankind  is  known ; 

Be  it  known  to  all  mankind ! 

6  Sion,  shout  thy  Lord  and  King, 
Israel's  Holy  One  is  He  ! 

Give  him  thanks,  rejoice,  and  sing, 

Great  is  he,  and  dwells  in  thee, 
O  the  grace  unsearchable ! 

While  eternal  ages  roll, 
God  delights  in  man  to  dwell, 

Soul  of  each  believing  soul ! 

Truro— p.  73.]     HYMN  483.     L.  M. 

GLORY  to  God,  whose  sovereign  grace 
Hath  animated  senseless  stones ; 
Call'd  us  to  stand  before  his  face, 

And  rais'd  us  into  Abraham's  sons. 
2  The  people  that  in  darkness  lay, 

In  sin  and  error's  deadly  shade, 
Have  seen  a  glorious  Gospel  day, 

In  Jesus'  lovely  face  display'd. 
S  Thou  only,  Lord,  the  work  hast  done, 

And  bar'd  thine  arm  in  ail  our  sight ; 
Hast  made  the  reprobates  thine  own, 

And  claim'd  the  outcasts  as  thy  right. 


420  SPREAD   OF   THE   GOSPEL. 

4  Thy  single  arm,  almighty  Lord, 
To  us  the  great  salvation  brought : 

Thy  Word,  thy  all-creating  Word, 
That  spake  at  first  the  world  from  nought. 

5  For  this  the  saints  lift  up  their  voice, 
And  ceaseless  praise  to  thee  is  given ; 

For  this  the  hosts  above  rejoice  : — 
We  raise  the  happiness  of  heaven. 

6  For  this,  (no  longer  sons  of  night,) 
To  thee  our  thankful  hearts  we  give ; 

To  thee,  who  call'dst  us  into  light : 
To  thee  we  die,  to  thee  we  live. 

Jlscension^-ip.  38.]     HYMN  484.     C.  M. 

FATHER  of  me  and  all  mankind, 
And  all  the  hosts  above, 
Let  every  understanding  mind 
Unite  to  praise  thy  love  ! 

2  To  know  thy  nature  and  thy  name, 
One  God  in  persons  Three  ; 

And  glorify  the  great  I  AM, 
Through  all  eternity. 

3  Thy  kingdom  come  with  power  and  grace, 
To  every  heart  of  man  : 

Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 

In  all  our  bosoms  reign. 

♦ 

4  Thy  righteousness  our  sins  keep  down, 
Thy  peace  our  passions  bind  ; 

And  let  us,  in  thy  joy  unknown, 
The  first  dominion  find. 

5  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 
But  makes  an  end  of  sin  ; 

The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends, 
Into  our  souls  bring  in. 


CHRISTMAS.  421 

6  The  kingdom  of  establish'd  peace, 

Which  can  no  more  remove ; 
The  perfect  power  of  godliness, 

The'  omnipotence  of  love. 


CHRISTMAS. 


Ught-Street—y.  168.]  HYMN  485.    8  lines  8s. 

ALL  glory  to  God  in  the  sky, 
And  peace  upon  earth  be  restor'd ! 
O  Jesus,  exalted  on  high, 

Appear  our  omnipotent  Lord! 
Who  meanly  in  Bethlehem  born, 

Didst  stoop  to  redeem  a  lost  race, 
Once  more  to  thy  creatures  return, 
And  reign  in  thy  kingdom  of  grace. 

2  When  thou  in  our  flesh  didst  appear, 
All  nature  acknowledg'd  thy  birth ; 

Arose  the  acceptable  year, 
And  heaven  was  open'd  on  earth ; 

Receiving  its  Lord  from  above, 
The  world  was  united  to  bless 

The  Giver  of  concord  and  love, 

The  Prince  and  the  Author  of  peace. 

3  O  wouldst  thou  again  be  made  known 
Again  in  thy  Spirit  descend, 

And  set  up  in  each  of  thine  own, 
A  kingdom  that  never  shall  end ; 

Thou  only  art  able  to  bless, 

And  make  the  glad  nations  obey, 

And  bid  the  dire  enmity  cease, 
And  bow  the  whole  world  to  thy  sway ! 
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422  CHRISTMAS. 

4  Come  then  to  thy  servants  again, 
Who  long  thy  appearing  to  know ; 

Thy  quiet  and  peaceable  reign 

In  mercy  establish  below : 
All  sorrow  before  thee  shall  fly, 

And  anger  and  hatred  be  o'er  ; 
And  envy  and  malice  shall  die, 

And  discord  afflict  us  no  more. 

5  No  horrid  alarum  of  war 
Shall  break  our  eternal  repose^ 

No  sound  of  the  trumpet  is  there, 
Where  Jesus's  Spirit  o'erflows  : 

Appeas'd  by  the  charms  of  thy  grace, 
We  all  shall  in  amity  join, 

And  kindly  each  other  embrace, 
And  love  with  a  passion  like  thine. 

Dursley—y.  104.]     HYMN  486.     S.  M. 

FATHER,  our  hearts  we  lift 
Up  to  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  thank  thee  for  the  precious  gift 
Of  thine  incarnate  Son  ! 
The  gift  unspeakable 
We  thankfully  receive, 
And  to  the  world  thy  goodness  tell, 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

2  Jesus,  the  holy  Child, 

Doth  by  his  birth  declare 
That  God  and  man  are  reconciPd, 

And  one  in  him  we  are. 

Salvation  through  his  name 

To  all  mankind  is  given, 
And  loud  his  infant  cries  proclaim 

A  peace  'twixt  earth  and  heaven. 

S  A  peace  on  earth  he  brings, 
Which  never  more  shall  end  : 


CHRISTMAS.  423 

The  Lord  of  hosts,  the  King  of  kings, 

Declares  himself  our  Friend  ; 

Assumes  our  flesh  and  blood, 

That  we  his  grace  may  gain : 
The  everlasting  Son  of  God, 

The  mortal  Son  of  man. 

4  His  kingdom  from  above, 
He  doth  to  us  impart, 

And  pure  benevolence  and  love 

O'erflow  the  faithful  heart  : 

Chang'd  in  a  moment,  we 

The  sweet  attraction  find, 
With  open  arms  of  charity 

Embracing  all  mankind. 

5  O  might  they  all  receive 

The  new-born  Prince  of  Peace ! 
And  meekly  in  his  Spirit  live, 

And  in  his  love  increase  ! 

Till  he  convey  us  home, 

Cry  every  soul  aloud, 
Come,  thou  Desire  of  nations,  come, 

And  take  us  up  to  God  ! 

West-SL—ip.  194.]     HYMN  487.    2  lis  &  2  9s 

ALL  hail !  happy  day, 
When  enrob'd  in  our  clay, 
The  Redeemer  appear'd  upon  earth  ; 

How  can  we  refrain, 

For  to  join  the  glad  strain, 
And  to  hail  our  ImmanuePs  birth  ! 
%  How  boundless  that  love, 

First  begotten  above, 
And  through  Jesus  to  sinners  made  known ! 

Lift,  lift  up  your  voice, 

And  exulting  rejoice, 
For  Jehovah  to  earth  is  come  down ! 


424  CHRISTMAS. 

3  Ye  angels  of  God, 
Sound  his  praises  abroad, 

And  acknowledge  him  JAH,  the  I  AM. 

We  also  will  join 

In  a  hymn  so  divine, 
Giving  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb  ! 

4  To  Christ  we  will  sing, 

As  our  High  Priest  and  King, 
And  our  Prophet  to  teach  us  the  road  : 

But  more  than  all  this, 

For  Almighty  he  is  : 
And  we  own  him  our  Saviour  and  God. 

5  To  Jesus's  praise 

Let  us  spend  all  our  days  ! 

For  'tis  he  who  our  surety  hath  stood ; 
He  sojourn'd  bebw, 
That  his  mercy  might  flow, 

And  he  purchas'd  our  pardon  with  blood. 

6  O  may  the  return 

Of  this  once  blessed  morn 
Be  for  ever  remember'd  with  joy  : 

Sweets  accents  of  praise 

All  our  voices  shall  raise  ; 
Hallelujahs  shall  be  our  employ  ! 

7  Let  echo  prolong 
The  harmonious  song, 

Hallelujahs  again  and  again  ; 

He  kindles  the  fire, 

Whom  the  nations  desire, 
And  to  him  we  devote  the  glad  strain. 

8  Blest  Jesus,  while  we 
Pay  our  tribute  to  thee, 

Let  us  worship,  admire,  and  adore : 
Accept  as  thy  crown, 
What  before  was  thine  own, 

Hallelujahs  and  praise  evermore. 


CHRISTMAS.  425 

Tisbury—y.  21.]     HYMN  488.     C.  M. 

"  O  HEPHERDS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes. 

Jo  And  send  your  fears  away, 
News  from  the  regions  of  the  skies — 

A  Saviour's  born  to-day. 

2  "  Jesus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 
Comes  down  to  -dwell  with  you ; 

To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

3  "No  gold,  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 
Nor  royal  shining  things ; 

A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands ; 
And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

4  "  Go  shepherds,  where  the  infant  lies, 
And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 

With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

5  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around, 
The  heavenly  armies  throng ; 

They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song : 

6  "  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
Let  peace  surround  the  earth ; 

Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord  !  and  shall  angels  have  their  songs, 
And  men  no  tunes  to  raise  1 

O  may  we  lose  these  useless  tongues 
When  we  forget  to  praise  ! 

8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
That  pitied  us  forlorn  ; 

We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there 's  a  Saviour  born. 
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426  CHRISTMAS. 

Devotion— p.  45.]     HYMN  489.     C.  M. 

WHILE  shepherds  watch' d  their  flocks  by 
night, 
All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  (for  mighty  dread 
Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind,) 

"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town  this  day, 
Is  born  of  David's  line, 

The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord ; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign : 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 
To  human  view  display'd, 

All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 


■&■ 


5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 
Appear'd  a  shining  throng 

Of  angels  praising  God  on  high, 
And  thus  address'd  their  song : 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ; 

Good  will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease." 

Sicilian  Hymn— p.  143.]  HYMN  490.  8  lines  7s. 

HARK  !  the  herald  angels  sing 
"  Glory  to  the  new-born  King ; 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild ; 
God  and  sinners  reconcil'd  ;" 
Joyful  all  ye  nations  rise, 
Join  the  triumphs  of  the  skies  ; 


CHRISTMAS.  427 

With  the'  angelic  hosts  proclaim, 
"  Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem." 

2  Christ  by  highest  heaven  ador'd, 
Christ  the  everlasting  Lord  ; 
Late  in  time  behold  him  come, 
Offspring  of  a  virgin's  womb  ; 
Veil'd  in  flesh,  the  Godhead  see, 
Hail  the'  incarnate  Deity ! 

Pleas'd  as  man  with  men  to'  appear, 
Jesus  our  Immanuel  here. 

3  Hail,  the  heaven-born  Prince  of  Peace  ! 
Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness  ! 

Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 
Risen  with  healing  in  his  wings  : 
Mild  he  lays  his  glory  by, 
Born  that  man  no  more  may  die  ; 
Born  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth ; 
Born  to  give  them  second  birth. 

4  Come,  Desire  of  nations,  come  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  home ; 

Rise,  the  woman's  conqu'ring  seed, 
Bruise  in  us  the  serpent's  head ; 
Adam's  likeness  now  efface, 
Stamp  thine  image  in  its  place : 
Second  Adam  from  above, 
Reinstate  us  in  thy  love. 

Delacourt—v.  27.]     HYMN  491.     C.  M. 

MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 
And  chant  the  solemn  lay; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude,  combine 
To  hail  the'  auspicious  day.  • 

2  In  heaven  the  rapturous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 

And  strung  and  tun'd  the  lyre. 


428  NEW-YEAR. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 
And  loud  the  echo  roll'd ; 

The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new, 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 
The'  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 

And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  With  joy  the  chorus  we  '11  repeat, 

«  Glory  to  God  on  high  ; 
Good  will  and  peace  are  now  complete, 
Jesus  was  born  to  die." 

6  Hail,  Prince  of  Life,  for  ever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  Brother,  Friend  ! 

Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

7  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 
And  glory  leads  the  song : 

Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
The'  harmonious  heavenly  throng. 


NEW-YEAR. 

Tenham— p.  197.]    HYMN  492.    10s,  5s,  &  lis. 

COME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear ! 
His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfil, 

And  our  talents  improve, 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour  of  love. 

2  Our  life  as  a  dream,  our  time  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away; 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay. 


T 


NEW-YEAR.  429 

The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity 's  here. 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day  of  His  coming  may  say, 
"  I  have  fought  my  way  through ; 

lhavefinish'd  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do !" 

O  that  each  from  his  Lord  may  receive  the  glad 
word, 
«  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 

Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 

Kingsnorth—p.  126.]    HYMN  493.    4  6s  &  2  8s. 
HE  Lord  of  earth  and  sky, 
The  God  of  ages  praise  ! 
Who  reigns  enthron'd  on  high, 
Ancient  of  endless  days  ! 
Who  lengthens  out  our  trials  here, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 

2  Barren  and  wither'd  trees, 
We  cumber'd  long  the  ground  ! 

No  fruit  of  holiness 

On  our  dead  souls  was  found ; 
Yet  doth  he  us  in  mercy  spare,, 
Another  and  another  year. 

3  When  justice  bar'd  the  sword, 
To  cut  the  fig  tree  down, 

The  pity  of  the  Lord 

Cried,  «  Let  it  still  alone  !" 
The  Father  mild  inclines  his  ear, 
And  spares  us  yet  another  year. 

4  Jesus,  thy  speaking  blood, 
From  God  obtain'd  the  grace  ; 

Who  therefore  hath  bestow'd 
On  us  a  longer  space  ; 
Thou  didst  in  our  behalf  appear, 
And  lo  !  we  see  another  year  ! 


430  NEW-YEAR. 

5  Then  dig  about  the  root, 

Break  up  our  fallow  ground, 
And  let  our  gracious  fruit 
To  thy  great  praise  abound ; 
O  let  us  all  thy  praise  declare, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 

Florida—?.  34.]     HYMN  494.     C.  M. 

SING  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise  ! 
All  praise  to  him  belongs, 
Who  kindly  lengthens  out  our  days, 

Demands  our  choicest  songs  : 
His  providence  hath  brought  us  through 

Another  various  year ; 
We  all  with  vows  and  anthems  new 
Before  our  God  appear. 

2  Father,  thy  mercies  past  we  own, 
Thy  still  continued  care  : 

To  thee  presenting,  through  thy  Son, 

Whate'er  we  have  or  are  : 
Our  lips  and  lives  shall  gladly  show 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
While  on  in  Jesus'  steps  we  go, 

To  seek  thy  face  above. 

3  Our  residue  of  days  or  hours, 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  shall  be  ; 

And  all  our  consecrated  powers 

A  sacrifice  to  thee ; 
Till  Jesus  in  the  clouds  appear, 

To  saints  on  earth  forgiven, 
And  bring  the  grand  sabbatic  year, 

The  jubilee  of  heaven. 


431 
FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

HORNING  AND  EVENING. 

Lyminge—ip.  117.]    HYMN  495.    6  lines  8s. 

WHERE  is  my  God,  my  joy,  my  hope, 
The  dear  desire  of  nations,  where  1 
Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up, 

To  thee  directs  her  morning  prayer ; 
And  spreads  her  arms  of  faith  abroad, 
To'  embrace  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  God  ! 

2  Mine  eyes  prevent  the  morning  ray, 
Looking  and  longing  for  thy  word : 

Come,  O  my  Jesus,  come  away, 

And  let  my  heart  receive  its  Lord; 
Which  pants  and  struggles  to  be  free, 
And  breaks  to  be  detain'd  from  thee. 

3  Appear  in  me,  bright  Morning  Star, 
And  scatter  all  the  shades  of  night; 

I  saw  thee  once,  and  came  from  far, 
But  quickly  lost  the  transient  light : 
And  now  again  in  darkness  pine, 
Till  thou  throughout  my  nature  shine. 

4  In  patient  hope  I  now  take  heed 

To  the  sure  word  of  promis'd  grace ; 
Whose  rays  a  feeble  lustre  shed, 

Faint  glimm'ring  thro5  the  darksome  place; 
Till  thou  thy  glorious  light  impart, 
And  rise  the  Day  Star  in  my  heart. 

5  Come,  Lord,  be  manifested  here, 
And  all  the  devil's  works  destroy; 

Now,  without  sin,  in  me  appear. 
And  fill  with  everlasting  joy; 


432  FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

Thy  beatific  face  display ; 

Thy  presence  is  the  perfect  day. 

Wormley—v  9^.]     HYMN  496.     S.  M. 

WE  lift  our  hearts  to  thee, 
O  Day  Star  from  on  high  ! 
The  sun  itself  is  but  thy  shade, 
Yet  cheers  both  earth  and  sky. 

2  O  let  thy  orient  beams 
The  night  of  sin  disperse, 

The  mists  of  error  and  of  vice, 
Which  shade  the  universe! 

3  How  beauteous  nature  now  ! 
How  dark  and  sad  before ! 

With  joy  we  view  the  pleasing  change, 
And  nature's  God  adore. 

4  O  may  no  gloomy  crime 
Pollute  the  rising  day; 

Or  Jesus'  blood,  like  evening  dew, 
Wash  all  its  stains  away! 

5  May  we  this  life  improve, 
To  mourn  for  errors  past : 

And  live  this  short  revolving  day, 
As  if  it  were  our  last. 

6  To  God,  the  Father,  Son, 
And  Spirit,  One  in  Three, 

Be  glory,  as  it  was,  is  now, 
And  shall  for  ever  be. 

Ryton—T?.  34.]     HYMN  497.     C.  M. 

A  LL  praise  to  Him  who  dwells  in  bliss, 
J\    Who  made  both  day  and  night : 
Whose  throne  is  darkness  in  the'  abyss 

Of  uncreated  light. 
2  Each  thought  and  deed,  his  piercing  eyes 
With  strictest  search  survey ; 


FAMILY  WORSHIP.  433 

The  deepest  shades  no  more  disguise, 
Than  the  full  blaze  of  day. 

3  Whom  thou  dost  guard,  O  King  of  kings, 
No  evil  shall  molest : 

Under  the  shadow  of  thy  wings, 
Shall  they  securely  rest. 

4  Thy  angels  shall  around  their  beds 
Their  constant  stations  keep: 

Thy  faith  and  truth  shall  shield  their  heads, 
For  thou  dost  never  sleep. 

5  May  we  with  calm  and  sweet  repose, 
And  heavenly  thoughts  refresh'd, 

Our  eyelids  with  the  morn  unclose, 
And  bless  Thee,  ever  bless'd. 

Guernsey— p.  32.]     HYMN  498.     C.  M. 

GIVER  and  Guardian  of  my  sleep, 
To  praise  thy  name  I  wake : 
Still,  Lord,  thy  helpless  servant  keep, 
For  thine  own  mercy's  sake. 

2  The  blessing  of  another  day 
I  thankfully  receive : 

O  may  I  only  thee  obey, 
And  to  thy  glory  live ! 

3  Vouchsafe  to  keep  my  soul  from  sin, 
Its  cruel  power  suspend, 

Till  all  this  strife  and  war  within 
In  perfect  peace  shall  end. 

4  Upon  me  lay  thy  mighty  hand, 
My  words  and  thoughts  restrain : 

Bow  my  whole  soul  to  thy  command, 
Nor  let  my  faith  be  vain.. 

5  Prisoner  of  hope,  I  wait  the  hour 
Which  shall  salvation  bring; 

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434  FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

When  all  I  am  shall  own  thy  power, 
And  call  my  Jesus  King. 

Lyrninge—ip.  117.]    HYMN  499.    6  lines  8s. 

WHEN  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit, 
Thy  book  be  my  companion  still : 
My  joy,  thy  sayings  to  repeat, 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will : 
And  search  the  oracles  divine, 
Till  every  heart-felt  word  be  mine. 

2  O  may  the  gracious  words  divine, 
Subject  of  all  my  converse  be  ! 

So  will  the  Lord  his  follower  join, 

And  walk  and  talk  himself  with  me: 
So  shall  my  heart  his  presence  prove, 
And  burn  with  everlasting  love. 

3  Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 
O  may  the  reconciling  word 

Sweetly  compose  my  weary  breast; 
While  on  the  bosom  of  my  Lord 

1  sink  in  blissful  dreams  away, 
And  visions  of  eternal  day. 

4  Rising  to  sing  my  Saviour's  praise, 
Thee  may  1  publish  all  day  long ; 

And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  heart,  and  fill  my  tongue  ; 
Fill  all  my  life  with  purest  love, 
And  join  me  to  the  church  above. 

Guernsey—]).  32.]     HYMN  500.     C.  M. 

ONCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
Salutes  thy  waking  eyes; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 
The  day  renews  the  sound  : 


FAMILY   WORSHIP.  435 

Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits, 
To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

3  'Tis  He  supports  my  mortal  frame; 
My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise ; 

My  sins  might  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame, 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  O  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 
Whilst  I  enjoy  the  light ; 

Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 
And  bring  a  pleasing  night. 

Devotion— p.  45.]     HYMN  501.     CM. 

LORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray, 
I  am  for  ever  thine  : 

1  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 

Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 
From  cares  and  business  free, 

'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  evening  sacrifice  ; 
And  when  my  work  is  done, 

Great  God,  my  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus,  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 
I  '11  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep  ; 

Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

Paradise— -p.  40.]     HYMN  502.     C.  M. 

LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high : 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye  : 


436  FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 

Presenting  at  the  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 
The  wicked  shall  not  stand, 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 
In  ways  of  righteousness  ! 

Make  every  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

5  Now  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 

1  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 

And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

Wormley—p.  95.]     HYMN  503.     S.  M. 

SEE  how  the  morning  sun 
Pursues  his  shining  way  ; 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 
With  every  bright'ning  ray. 

2  Thus  would  my  rising  soul, 
Its  heavenly  Parent  sing ; 

And  to  its  great  Original, 
The  humble  tribute  bring. 

3  Serene  I  laid  me  down, 
Beneath  his  guardian  care  ; 

I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near  ! 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 
Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 

And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 


FAMILY  WORSHIP.  437 

Petersburgk—ip.  68.]     HYMN  504.     L.  M. 

MY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  descend  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours ; 

Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light ; 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  myself  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  devote  my  nights  and  days ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand, 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

Dunkirk—]).  155.]     HYMN  505.     8  lines  7s. 

OMNIPRESENT  God  !  whose  aid 
No  one  ever  ask'd  in  vain, 
Be  this  night  about  my  bed, 

Every  evil  thought  restrain : 
Lay  thy  hand  upon  my  soul, 

God  of  my  unguarded  hours  ! 
All  my  enemies  control, 

Hell,  and  earth,  and  nature's  powers. 

2  O  thou  jealous  God  !  come  down, 
God  of  spotless  purity; 

Claim  and  seize  me  for  thine  own, 

Consecrate  my  heart  to  thee : 
Under  thy  protection  take ; 

Songs  in  the  night  season  give ; 
Let  me  sleep  to  thee,  and  wake ; 

Let  me  die  to  thee,  and  live. 

3  Let  me  of  thy  life  partake, 
Thy  own  holiness  impart ; 

O  that  I  may  sweetly  wake, 
With  my  Saviour  in  my  heart ! 
37* 


438  FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

O  that  I  may  know  thee  mine  ! 

O  that  I  may  thee  receive  ! 
Only  live  the  life  divine  ! 

Only  to  thy  glory  live. 

Florida,— y.  34.]     HYMN  506.     C.  M. 

AWAKE,  my  soul,  to  meet  the  day; 
Unfold  thy  drowsy  eyes, 
And  burst  the  pond'rous  chain  that  loads 
Thine  active  faculties. 

2  God's  guardian  shield  was  round  me  spread, 
In  my  defenceless  sleep  : 

Let  him  have  all  my  waking  hours 
Who  doth  my  slumbers  keep. 

3  Pardon,  O  God,  my  former  sloth, 
And  arm  my  soul  with  grace ; 

As  rising  now,  I  seal  my  vows 
To  prosecute  thy  ways. 

4  Bright  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ; 
Thy  radiant  beams  display, 

And  guide  my  dark  bewilder'd  soul, 
To  everlasting  day. 

Coif  or  d—^.  30.]     HYMN  507.     C.  M. 

NOW  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts, 
Let  warmest  thanks  arise  ; 
Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
Our  evening  sacrifice. 

2  This  day  God  was  our  sun  and  shield, 
Our  keeper  and  our  guide  ; 

His  care  was  on  our  weakness  shown, 
His  mercies  multiplied. 

3  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied, 
Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 


FAMILY  WORSHIP.  439 

Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

4  New  time,  new  favours,  and  new  joys, 

Do  a  new  song  require  : 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 

Accept  our  hearts'  desire. 

Wexfvrd—y.  111.]     HYMN  508.     6  lines  8s. 

FATHER,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
My  longing  eyes,  and  restless  heart ; 
Before  the  morning  watch  I  rise, 

And  wait  to  taste  how  good  thou  art ; 
To'  obtain  the  grace  I  humbly  claim, 
The  saving  power  of  Jesus'  name. 

2  This  slumber  from  my  soul,  O  shake  ! 
Warm'd  by  thy  Spirit's  inward  call, 

Let  me  to  righteousness  awake, 

And  pray  that  I  no  more  may  fall ; 
Or  give  to  sin  or  Satan  place, 
But  walk  in  all  thy  righteous  ways. 

3  O  would'st  thou,  Lord,  thy  servant  guard, 
'Gainst  every  known  or  secret  foe ; 

A  mind  for  all  assaults  prepar'd, 
A  sober,  vigilant  mind  bestow, 
Ever  appriz'd  of  danger  nigh, 
And  when  to  fight  and  when  to  fly. 

4  O  never  suffer  me  to  sleep 
Secure  within  the  verge  of  hell, 

But  still  my  watchful  spirit  keep 
In  lowly  awe  and  loving  zeal ; 
And  bless  me  with  a  godly  fear, 
And  plant  that  guardian  angel  here  ! 

5  Attended  by  that  sacred  dread, 
And  wise  from  evil  to  depart, 


440  FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

Let  me  from  strength  to  strength  proceed, 

And  rise  to  purity  of  heart : 
Through  all  the  paths  of  duty  move, 
From  humble  faith  to  perfect  love. 

Adisham—y.  76.]     HYMN  509.     L.  M. 

THUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on, 
Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days, 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 
And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  : 

But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 
And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 

While  wrell  appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 

And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

Petersburgh—y.  68.]     HYMN  510.     L.  M. 

OGOD,  my  God,  my  All  thou  art ! 
Ere  shines  the  dawn  of  rising  day, 
Thy  sovereign  light  within  my  heart, 
Thy  all-enlivening  power  display. 

2  For  thee  my  thirsty  soul  doth  pant, 
While  in  this  desert  land  I  live ; 

And  hungry  as  I  am,  and  faint, 
Thy  love  alone  can  comfort  give. 

3  In  a  dry  land,  behold  I  place 

My  whole  desire  on  thee,  O  Lord, 


FAMILY  WORSHIP.  441 

And  more  I  joy  to  gain  thy  grace, 
Than  all  earth's  treasures  can  afford. 

4  More  dear  than  life  itself,  thy  love 

My  heart  and  tongue  shall  still  employ; 
And  to  declare  thy  praise  will  prove 
My  peace,  my  glory,  and  my  joy. 

5  In  blessing  thee  with  grateful  songs, 
My  happy  life  shall  glide  away : 

The  praise  that  to  thy  name  belongs, 
Hourly  with  lifted  hands  I  '11  pay. 

6  Abundant  sweetness,  while  I  sing 
Thy  love,  my  ravish'd  heart  o'erflows , 

Secure  in  thee,  my  God  and  King, 
Of  glory  that  no  period  knows. 

7  Thy  name,  O  God,  upon  my  bed, 
Dwells  on  my  lips,  and  fires  my  thought : 

With  trembling  awe,  in  midnight  shade, 
I  muse  on  all  thy  hands  have  wrought. 

8  In  all  I  do  I  feel  thine  aid ; 
Therefore  thy  greatness  will  I  sing, 

O  God,  who  bid'st  my  heart  be  glad, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wing  ! 

9  My  soul  draws  nigh  and  cleaves  to  thee  : 
Then  let  or  earth  or  hell  assail, 

Thy  mighty  hand  shall  set  me  free ; 
For  whom  thou  sav'st  he  ne'er  shall  fail. 

PARENTS    AND  MASTERS. 

Mexico— p.  11.]     HYMN  511.     CM. 

GOD,  only  wise,  almighty,  good, 
Send  forth  thy  truth  and  light, 
To  point  us  out  the  narrow  road, 
And  guide  our  steps  aright. 


442  FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

2  To  steer  our  dangerous  course  between 
The  rocks  on  either  hand ; 

And  fix  us  in  the  golden  mean, 
And  bring  our  charge  to  land. 

3  Made  apt  by  thy  sufficient  grace 
To  teach  as  taught  by  thee, 

We  come  to  train  in  all  thy  ways 
Our  rising  progeny. 

4  Their  selfish  will  in  time  subdue, 
And  mortify  their  pride ; 

And  lend  their  youth  a  sacred  clew 
To  find  the  Crucified. 

5  We  would  in  every  step  look  up, 
By  thy  example  taught, 

To'  alarm  their  fear,  excite  their  hope, 
And  rectify  their  thought. 

6  We  would  persuade  their  hearts  to'  obey, 
With  mildest  zeal  proceed  : 

And  never  take  the  harsher  way, 
When  love  will  do  the  deed". 

7  For  this  we  ask  in  faith  sincere, 
The  wisdom  from  above ; 

To  touch  their  hearts  with  filial  fear, 
And  pure  ingenuous  love  ! 

8  To  watch  their  will,  to  sense  inclin'd, 
Withhold  the  hurtful  food  : 

And  gently  bend  their  tender  mind, 
And  draw  their  souls  to  God. 

Mexico— y.  11.]     HYMN  512.     C.  M. 

FATHER  of  lights,  thy  needful  aid 
To  us  that  ask  impart ; 
Mistrustful  of  ourselves,  afraid 
Of  our  own  treach'rous  heart. 


FAMILY   WORSHIP.  443 

2  O'erwhelm'd  with  justest  fear,  again 
To  thee  for  help  we  call : 

Where  many  mightier  have  been  slain, 
By  thee  unsav'd,  we  fall. 

3  Unless  restrained  by  grace  we  are, 
In  vain  the  snare  we  see  : 

We  see,  and  rush  into  the  snare 
Of  blind  idolatry. 

4  We  plunge  ourselves  in  endless  woes, 
Our  helpless  infants  sell  : 

Resist  the  light,  and  side  with  those 
Who  send  their  babes  to  hell. 

5  Ah  !  what  avails  superior  light, 
Without  superior  love  ! 

We  see  the  truth,  we  judge  aright, 
And  wisdom's  ways  approve. 

6  We  mark  the  idolizing  throng; 
Their  cruel  fondness  blame; 

Their  children's  souls  we  know  they  wrong, 
And  we  shall  do  the  same. 

7  In  spite  of  our  resolves,  we  fear 
Our  own  infirmity; 

And  tremble  at  the  trial  near, 
And  cry,  O  God,  to  thee  ! 

8  We  soon  shall  do  what  we  condemn, 
And  down  the  current  borne, 

With  shame  confess  our  nature's  stream 
Too  strong  for  us  to  turn. 

9  Our  ordy  help  in  danger's  hour, 
Our  only  strength  thou  art; 

Above  the  world  fend  Satan's  power, 
And  greater  than  our  heart. 

10  Us  from  ourselves  thou  canst  secure, 
In  nature's  slippery  ways ; 


444  FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

And  make  our  feeble  footsteps  sure, 
By  thy  sufficient  grace. 

11  If  on  thy  promis'd  grace  alone 
We  faithfully  depend, 

Thou  surely  wilt  preserve  thy  own, 
And  keep  them  to  the  end. 

12  Wilt  keep  us  tenderly  discreet, 
To  guard  what  thou  hast  given  : 

And  bring  our  child  with  us  to  meet 
At  thy  right  hand  in  heaven. 

Medway—p.  131.]    HYMN  513.    4  8s  &  2 

HOW  shall  I  walk  my  God  to  please, 
And  spread  content  and  happiness 
O'er  all  beneath  my  care  1 
A  pattern  to  my  household  give, 
And  as  a  guardian  angel  live, 
As  Jesus'  messenger  1 

2  The  opposite  extremes  I  see, 
Remissness  and  severity, 

And  know  not  how  to  shun 
The  precipice  on  either  hand, 
While  in  the  narrow  path  I  stand, 

And  dread  to  venture  on. 

3  Shall  I,  through  indolence  supine, 
Neglect,  betray  my  charge  divine, — 

My  delegated  power? 
The  souls  I  from  my  Lord  receive, 
Of  whom  I  an  account  must  give, 

At  that  tremendous  hour? 

4  Lord  over  all,  and  God  most  high ! 
Jesus,  to  thee  for  help  I  fly, 

For  constant  power  and  grace  ; 
That  by  thy  Spirit  taught  and  led, 
I  may  with  confidence  proceed, 

And  all  thy  footsteps  trace. 


FAMILY  WORSHIP.  445 

5  O  teach  me  thy  first  lesson  now ! 
That  I  to  thy  sweet  yoke  may  bow, 

Thine  easy  service  prove, 
Lowly  and  meek  in  heart,  I  see 
The  art  of  governing  like  thee, 

Is  governing  by  love. 

Berstead—y.  116.]     HYMN  514.    6  lines  8s. 

COME,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
To  whom  we  for  our  children  cry: 
The  good  desir'd  and  wanted  most, 

Out  of  thy  richest  grace  supply! 
The  sacred  discipline  be  given, 
To  train  and  bring  them  up  for  heaven. 
1  Answer  on  them  the  end  of  all 

Our  cares,  and  pains,  and  studies  here ; 
On  them  recover' d  from  their  fall, 

Stamp'd  with  the  humble  character  ! 
Rais'd  by  the  nature  of  the  Lord, 
To  all  their  paradise  restor'd. 

3  Error  and  ignorance  remove, 

Their  blindness  both  of  heart  and  mind ; 
Give  them  the  wisdom  from  above, 

Spotless,  and  peaceable,  and  kind : 
In  knowledge  pure  their  minds  renew ; 
And  store  with  thoughts  divinely  true. 

4  Learning's  redundant  part  and  vain 
Be  here  cut  off  and  cast  aside  : 

But  let  them,  Lord,  the  substance  gain, 

In  every  solid  truth  abide  ; 
Swiftly  acquire,  and  ne'er  forego 
The  knowledge  fit  for  man  to  know. 

5  Unite  the  pair  so  long  disjoin'd, 
Knowledge  and  vital  piety: 

Learning  and  holiness  combin'd, 
And  truth  and  love  let  all  men  see 
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446  FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

In  those  whom  up  to  thee  we  give, 
Thine,  wholly  thine,  to  die  and  live. 

6  Father,  accept  them  through  thy  Son, 
And  ever  by  thy  Spirit  guide  ! 

Thy  wisdom  in  their  lives  be  shown, 
Thy  name  confest  and  glorified ; 

Thy  power  and  love  diffus'd  abroad, 

Till  all  the  earth  is  fill'd  with  God. 

Adisham—v.  76.]     HYMN  515.    L.  M. 

MASTER  supreme,  I  look  to  thee, 
For  grace  and  wisdom  from  above ; 
Vested  with  thy  authority, 

Endue  me  with  thy  patient  love : 

2  That  taught  according  to  thy  will, 
To  rule  my  family  aright, 

I  may  the'  appointed  charge  fulfil, 
With  all  my  heart,  and  all  my  might. 

3  Inferiors,  as  a  sacred  trust, 

I  from  the  sovereign  Lord  receive, 
That  what  is  suitable  and  just, 
Impartial  I  to  all  may  give  : 

4  O'erlook  them  with  a  guardian  eye ; 
From  vice  and  wickedness  restrain ; 

Mistakes  and  lesser  faults  pass  by, 
And  govern  with  a  looser  rein. 

5  The  servant  faithfully  discreet, 
Gentle  to  him,  and  good,  and  mild, 

Him  I  would  tenderly  entreat, 
And  scarce  distinguish  from  a  child. 

6  Yet  let  me  not  my  place  forsake, 
The'  occasion  of  his  stumbling  prove, 

The  servant  to  my  bosom  take, 
Or  mar  him  by  familiar  love. 


FAMILY  WORSHIP.  447 

7  Order,  if  some  invert,  confound, 
Their  Lord's  authority  betray, 

1  hearken  to  the  Gospel  sound. 

And  trace  the  providential  way. 

8  As  far  from  abjectness  as  pride, 
With  condescending  dignity: 

Jesus,  I  make  thy  word  my  guide, 
And  keep  the  post  assign'd  by  thee. 

9  O  could  I  emulate  the  zeal 

Thou  dost  to  thy  poor  servants  bear  I 
The  troubles,  griefs,  and  burden  feel, 
Of  souls  entrusted  to  my  care  ! 

10  In  daily  prayer  to  God  commend 
The  souls  whom  Christ  expir'd  to  save ; 

And  think  how  soon  my  sway  may  end, 
And  all  be  equal  in  the  grave ! 

Witham—v.  141.]     HYMN  516.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

I  AND  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord : 
But  first  obedient  to  his  word 
I  must  myself  appear  : 
By  actions,  words,  and  tempers  show 
That  I  my  heavenly  Master  know, 
And  serve  with  heart  sincere. 

2  I  must  the  fair  example  set : 
From  those  that  on  my  pleasure  wait 

The  stumbling  block  remove  ; 
Their  duty  by  my  life  explain, 
And  still  in  all  my  works  maintain 

The  dignity  of'love. 

3  Easy  to  be  entreated,  mild, 
Quickly  appeas'd  and  reconcil'd, 

A  follower  of  my  God  : 
A  saint  indeed  I  long  to  be, 
And  lead  my  faithful  family 

In  the  cefestial  road. 


448  FAMILY   WORSHIP. 

4  Lord,  if  thou  didst  the  wish  infuse, 
A  vessel  fitted  for  thy  use 

Into  thy  hands  receive  : 
Work  in  me  both  to  will  and  do  : 
And  show  them  how  believers  true 

And  real  Christians  live. 

5  With  all-sufficient  grace  supply, 
And,  lo  !  I  come  to  testify 

The  wonders  of  thy  name  ! 
Which  saves  from  sin,  the  world,  and  hell, 
Whose  virtue  every  heart  may  feel, 

And  every  tongue  proclaim. 

6  A  sinner,  sav'd  myself  from  sin, 

1  come  my  family  to  win, 

To  preach  their  sins  forgiven ; 
Children,  and  wife,  and  servants  seize, 
And  through  the  paths  of  pleasantness, 

Conduct  them  all  to  heaven. 

Canada— p.  75.]     HYMN  517.     L.  M. 

FIRST    PART. 

FATHER  of  all,  by  whom  we  are 
For  whom  was  made  whatever  is  ; 
Who  hast  entrusted  to  our  care, 
A  candidate  for  glorious  bliss  : 

2  Poor  wTorms  of  earth,  to  thee  we  cry, 
For  grace  to  guide  what  grace  has  given ; 

We  ask  for  wisdom  from  on  high, 
To  train  our  infant  up  for  heaven. 

3  We  tremble  at  the  danger  near, 
And  crowds  of  wretched  parents  see, 

Who,  blindly  fond,  their  children  rear 
In  tempers  far  as  hell  from  thee. 

4  Themselves  the  slaves  of  sense  and  praise, 
Their  babes  they  pamper  and  admire ; 


FAMILY  WORSHIP.  449 

And  make  the  helpless  infants  pass 
To  murderer  Moloch,  through  the  fire. 

SECOND   PART. 

OR,  if  thou  grant  a  longer  date, 
With  resolute  wisdom  us  endue, 

To  point  him  out  his  lost  estate, 
His  dire  apostasy  to  show. 

2  To  time  our  every  smile  or  frown, 
To  mark  the  bounds  of  good  and  ill : 

And  beat  the  pride  of  nature  down, 
And  bend  or  break  his  rising  will. 

3  Him  let  us  tend  severely  kind, 
As  guardians  of  his  giddy  youth  : 

As  set  to  form  his  tender  mind, 
By  principles  of  virtuous  truth. 

4  To  fit  his  soul  for  heavenly  grace ; 
Discharge  the  Christian  parent's  part ; 

And  keep  him  till  thy  love  takes  place, 
And  Jesus  rises  in  his  heart. 

Lyminge—y.  117.]  •  HYMN  518.     6  lines  8s, 

CAPTAIN  of  our  salvation,  take 
The  souls  we  here  present  to  thee, 
And  fit  for  thy  great  service  make 

These  heirs  of  immortality : 
And  let  them  in  thine  image  rise, 
And  then  transplant  to  paradise. 

2  Unspotted  from  the  world  and  pure* 
Preserve  them  for  thy  glorious  cause, 

Accustom'd  daily  to  endure 

The  welcome  burden  of  thy  cross, 
Inur'd  to  toil  and  patient  pain, 
Till  all  thy  perfect  mind  they  gain. 

3  Our  sons  henceforth  be  wholly  thine, 
And  serve  and  love  thee  all  their  days : 

38* 


450  FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

Infuse  the  principle  divine 
In  all  who  here  expect  thy  grace  ; 

Let  each  improve  the  grace  bestow'd ; . 

Rise  every  child  a  man  of  God. 

4  Train  up  thy  hardy  soldiers,  Lord, 
In  all  their  Captain's  steps  to  tread  ! 

Or  send  them  to  proclaim  thy  word, 
Thy  Gospel  through  the  world  to  spread ; 

Freely  as  they  receive  to  give, 

And  preach  the  death  by  which  we  live. 

Shirlandr—y.  92.]     HYMN  519.     S.  M. 

THE  power  to  bless  my  house, 
Belongs  to  God  alone  ; 
Yet  rendering  him  my  constant  vows  ; 
He  sends  his  blessings  down. 

2  Shall  I  not  then  engage 
My  house  to  serve  the  Lord, 

To  search  the  soul-converting  page, 
And  feed  upon  his  word  : 

3  To  ask  with  faith  and  fyope 
The  grace  his  Spirit  supplies, 

In  prayer  and  praise  to  offer  up 
Their  daily  sacrifice  1 

4  Let  each  his  sin  eschew, 
Through  thy  restraining  grace, 

Our  father  Abr'ham's  steps  pursue, 
And  walk  in  all  thy  ways. 

5  Saviour  of  men,  incline 

The  hearts  which  thou  hast  made, 
Which  thou  hast  bought  with  blood  divine, 
To  ask  thy  promis'd  aid. 

6  Me  and  my  house  receive, 
Thy  family  to'  increase, 

And  let  us  in  thy  favour  live, 
And  let  us  die  in  peace. 


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451 
BIRTHDAY. 


Kingsnorth—y.  126.]    HYMN  520.   4  6s  &  2  8s. 
OD  of  my  life,  to  thee 
My  cheerful  soul  I  raise  ! 
Thy  goodness  bade  me  be, 
And  still  prolongs  my  days ; 
I  see  my  natal  hour  return, 
And  bless  the  day  that  I  was  born. 

2  A  clod  of  living  earth, 
I  glorify  thy  name, 

From  whom  alone  my  birth, 
And  all  my  blessings  came ; 
Creating  and  preserving  grace, 
Let  all  that  is  within  me  praise. 

3  Long  as  I  live  beneath, 
To  thee,  O  let  me  live  ! 

To  thee  my  every  breath 
In  thanks  and  praises  give  ! 
Whate'er  I  have,  whate'er  I  am, 
Shall  magnify  my  Maker's  Name. 

4  My  soul  and  all  its  powers, 
Thine,  wholly  thine  shall  be ; 

All,  all  my  happy  hours 
I  consecrate  to  thee  ; 
Me  to  thine  image  now  restore, 
And  I  shall  praise  thee  evermore. 

5  I  wait  thy  will  to  do, 
As  angels  do  in  heaven : 

In  Christ  a  creature  new, 
Most  graciously  forgiven : 
I  wait  thy  perfect  will  to  prove, 
All  sanctified  by  spotless  love. 


452  BIRTHDAY. 

6  Then  when  the  work  is  done, 
The  work  of  faith  with  power, 
Receive  thy  favour'd  son, 
In  death's  triumphant  hour, 
Like  Moses  to  thyself  convey, 
And  kiss  my  raptur'd  soul  away. 

Banquet— p.  192.]     HYMN  521.     lis  &  9s. 

AWAY  with  our  fears !   The  glad  morning 
appears, 
When  an  heir  of  salvation  was  born  ! 
From  Jehovah  I  came,  For  his  glory  I  am, 
And  to  him  I  with  singing  return. 

2  Thee,  Jesus,  alone,  The  fountain  I  own, 
Of  my  life  and  felicity  here  : 

And  cheerfully  sing  My  Redeemer  and  King, 
Till  his  sign  in  the  heavens  appear. 

3  With  thanks  I  rejoice  In  thy  fatherly  choice 
Of  my  state  and  condition  below: 

If  of  parents  I  came,  Who  honour'd  thy  name, 
'Twas  thy  wisdom  appointed  it  so. 

4  I  sing  of  thy  grace,  From  my  earliest  days, 
Ever  near  to  allure  and  defend; 

Hitherto  hast  thou  been  My  Preserver  from  sin, 
And  I  trust  thou  wilt  save  to  the  end. 

5  O  the  infinite  cares,   And  temptations,  and 

snares, 
Thy  hand  hath  conducted  me  through  ! 
O  the  blessing  bestow'd  By  a  bountiful  God, 
And  the  mercies  eternally  new. 

6  What  a  mercy  is  this  ;  What  a  heaven  of  bliss, 
How  unspeakably  happy  am  I ! 

Gather'd  into  thy  fold,  With  thy  people  enroll'd, 
With  thy  people  to  live  and  to  die. 


BIRTHDAY.  453 

7  O  the  goodness  of  God,  In  employing  a  clod, 
His  tribute  of  glory  to  raise ; 

His  standard  to  bear,  And  with  triumph  declare, 
His  unspeakable  riches  of  grace  ! 

8  O  the  fathomless  love,  That  has  deign'd  to 

approve, 
And  prosper  the  work  of  my  hands  ! 
With  my  pastoral  crook  I  went  over  the  brook, 
And  behold  I  am  spread  into  bands  ! 

9  Who,  I  ask  in  amaze,  Hath  begotten  me  these? 
And  inquire  from  what  quarter  they  came  ; 

My  full  heart  it  replies,  They  are  born  from  the 
skies, 
And  gives  glory  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

10  All  honour  and  praise  To  the  Father  of  grace, 
To  the  Spirit  and  Son,  I  return  ! 

The  business  pursue  He  hath  made  me  to  do, 
And  rejoice  that  I  ever  was  born. 

11  In  a  rapture  of  joy,  My  life  I  employ, 
The  God  of  my  life  to  proclaim  ; 

5Tis  worth  living  for  this,  To  administer  bliss, 
And  salvation  in  Jesus's  name. 

12  My  remnant  of  days  I  spend  in  his  praise, 
Who  died  the  whole  world  to  redeem: 

Be  they  many  or  few,  My  days  are  his  due, 
And  they  all  are  devoted  to  him. 


I 


454 
RESURRECTION. 


Florida—?.  34.]     HYMN  522.     C.  M. 

THE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praise, 
In  concert  with  the  blest, 
Who,  joyful  in  harmonious  lays, 
Employ  an  endless  rest. 

2  Thus,  Lord,  while  we  remember  thee, 
We  blest  and  pious  grow ; 

By  hymns  of  praise  we  learn  to  be 
Triumphant  here  below. 

3  On  this  glad  day  a  brighter  scene 
Of  glory  was  display'd, 

By  God,  the'  eternal  Word,  than  when 
This  universe  was  made. 

4  He  rises,  who  mankind  has  bought 
With  grief  and  pain  extreme : 

'Twas  great  to  speak  the  world  from  nought; 
'Twas  greater  to  redeem. 

5  Alone  the  dreadful  race  he  ran, 
Alone  the  wine  press  trod ; 

He  dies  and  suffers  as  a  man, 
He  rises  as  a  God. 

6  The  Sun  of  Righteousness  appears, 
To  set  in  blood  no  more  ; 

Adore  the  Scatterer  of  your  fears, 
Your  rising  Sun  adore. 

Firmament— p.  65.]     HYMN  523.    L.M. 

OUR  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high  ! 
The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragg'd  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 


RESURRECTION.  455 

There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ; 
Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way. 

2  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  "unfold  the'  ethereal  scene ; 

He  claims  these  mansions  as  his  right, 

Receive  the  King  of  Glory  in. 
Who  is  the  King  of  Glory  ?  Who  ? 

The  Lord  that  all  our  foes  o'ercame, 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew ; — 

And  Jesus  is  the  conqueror's  name. 

3  Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 

Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ; 

Ye  everlasting  doors,  give  way. 
Who  is  the  King  of  Glory  1  Who  ? 

The  Lord  of  glorious  power  possest ; 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 

God  over  all  for  ever  blest. 

St.  Peter— -p.  54.]     HYMN  524.     L.  M. 

HE  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground : 
Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 

For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load : 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 
2  Here 's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree, 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man  ! 
But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  : 

Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 
The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb ; 

(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise ;) 


456  RESURRECTION. 

Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him  "  Welcome  to  the  skies  1" 
3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  your  great  Deliv'rer  reigns : 
Sing  how  he  spoiPd  the  hosts  of  hell, 

And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains  ! 
Say,  "  Live  for  ever,  wond'rous  King  ! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  !" 
Then  ask  the  monster,  "Where's  thy  sting?" 

And,  "Where 's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave?' 

Misham—v  76.]     HYMN  525.     L.  M. 

YE  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know, 
If  risen  indeed  with  him  ye  are, 
Superior  to  the  joys  below, 

His  resurrection's  power  declare. 

2  Your  faith  by  holy  tempers  prove  : 
By  actions  show  your  sins  forgiven! 

And  seek  tne  glorious  things  above, 
And  follow  Christ  your  Head  to  heaven. 

3  There  your  exalted  Saviour  see, 
Seated  at  God's  right  hand  again, 

In  all  his  Father's  majesty, 
In  everlasting  pomp  to  reign. 

4  To  him  continually  aspire, 
Contending  for  your  native  place  : 

And  emulate  the  angel  choir, 
Ani  only  live  to  love  and  praise. 

5  For  wrho  by  faith  your  Lord  receive, 
Ye  nothing  seek  or  want  beside  ; 

Dead  to  the  world  and  sin  ye  live ; 
Your  creature  love  is  crucified. 

6  Your  real  life  with  Christ  conceal'd, 
Deep  in  the  Father's  bosom  lies  ; 

And  glorious  as  your  Head  reveal'd, 
Ye  soon  shall  meet  him  in  the  skies. 


457 
FOR  THE  SABBATH. 

Eaton—]).  50.]     HYMN  526.     L.  M. 

SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  and  sing ! 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast, 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  When  grace  has  purified  my  heart, 
Then  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part : 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 
Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below ; 

And  every  hour  find  sweet  employ, 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

Devotion— p.  45.]     HYMN  527.     C.  M. 

MAY  I  throughout  this  day  of  thine, 
Be  in  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
Spirit  of  humble  fear  divine, 

That  trembles  at  thy  word. 
2  Spirit  of  faith,  my  heart  to  raise, 

And  fix  on  things  above  ; 
Spirit  of  sacrifice  and  praise, 
Of  holiness  and  love. 

Sharon— p.  89.]     HYMN  528.     S.  M. 

WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise  : 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes  ! 
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458  FOR  THE  SABBATH. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 

Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  in  such  a  place 
Where  thou,  my  God,  art  seen, 

Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days, 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 
In  such  a  frame  as  this, 

And  sit  and  sing  herself  away, 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

Petersburgh—p.  68.]     HYMN  529.     L.  M. 

RETURN,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  thy  God  has  blest, 
Another  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun. 

2  Come,  bless  the  Lord,  whose  love  assigns, 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  wearied  minds  ; 
Provides  a  blest  foretaste  of  heaven, 

On  this  day  more  than  all  the  seven. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise. 
As  grateful  incense  to  the  skies ; 

And  draw  from  Christ  that  sweet  repose, 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows. 

4  This  heavenly  calm  within  the  breast, 
Is  the  blest  pledge  of  glorious  rest, 
Which  for  the  Church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  scan, 
Creation's  scene,  redemption's  plan, 
With  praise  we  think  on  mercies  past, 
With  hope  we  future  pleasures  taste. 


FOR  THE  SABBATH.  459 

6  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 

In  holy  comforts  pass  away ; 

How  sweet !  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 

In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 

Berstead—y.  116.]     HYMN  530.     6  lines  8s. 

THE  Saviour  meets  his  flock  to-day, 
Shall  I  in  sloth  abide  at  home  1 
Shall  I  behind  the  people  stay, 
When  Jesus  kindly  bids  me  come  1 

1  '11  go  ;  it  is  a  place  of  prayer, 

In  hope  that  God  may  meet  me  there. 

2  How  long  did  faithful  Hannah  wait, 
And  serv'd  the  Lord  for  many  years, 

Attending  at  the  temple  gate, 

With  fasting,  and  with  many  tears  % 
She  seldom  left  the  house  of  prayer, 
Till  God  was  pleased  to  meet  her  there. 

3  Then,  O  my  Lord  !  give  me  the  power ; 
And  like  the  saints,  I  '11  watch  for  thee ; 

In  earnest  wait  the  joyful  hour, 

When  thou  shalt  be  reveal'd  in  me : 
Now  give  the  justifying  grace, 
And  sav'd  from  sin,  show  me  thy  face. 

4  Remove  temptation,  O  my  Lord  : 
And  let  mine  enemies  be  slain, 

Which  would  withdraw  me  from  thy  word, 

And  plunge  me  in  the  world  again : 
And  always  ready  may  I  stand, 
To  take  my  seat  at  thy  right  hand. 


460 
READING  THE  SCRIPTURES. 


Clifton— p.  23.]     HYMN  531.     C.  M. 

COME,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire, 
Let  us  thine  influence  prove  ; 
Source  of  the  old  prophetic  fire, 
Fountain  of  life  and  love. 

2  Come,  Holy  Ghost,  for  mov'd  by  thee, 
The  prophets  wrote  and  spoke  ; 

Unlock  the  truth,  thyself  the  key, 
Unseal  the  sacred  book. 

3  Expand  thy  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Brood  o'er  our  nature's  night ; 

On  our  disorder'd  spirits  move, 
And  let  there  now  be  light. 

4  God,  through  himself,  we  then  shall  know, 
If  thou  within  us  shine ; 

And  sound,  with  all  thy  saints  below, 
The  depths  of  love  divine. 

Ryton—y.  34.]     HYMN  532.     C.  M. 

FATHER  of  all,  in  whom  alone 
We  live,  and  move,  and  breathe ; 
One  bright,  celestial  ray  dart  down, 
And  cheer  thy  sons  beneath. 

2  While  in  thy  word  we  search  for  thee,. 
(We  search  with  trembling  awe  !) 

Open  our  eyes,  and  let  us  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  law. 

3  Now  let  our  darkness  comprehend 
The  light  that  shines  so  clear ; 

Now  the  revealing  Spirit  send, 
And  give  us  ears  to  hear. 


READING  THE  SCRIPTURES.  461 

4  Before  us  make  thy  goodness  pass, 

Which  here  by  faith  we  know ; 
Let  us  in  Jesus  see  thy  face, 

And  die  to  all  below. 

Lyminge—ip.  117.]     HYMN  533.    6  lines  8s." 

INSPIRER  of  the  ancient  seers, 
Who  wrote  from  thee  the  sacred  page, 
The  same  through  all  succeeding  years  ; 

To  us,  in  our  degenerate  age, 
The  Spirit  of  thy  word  impart, 
And  breathe  the  life  into  our  heart. 

2  While  now  thine  oracles  we  read, 
With  earnest  prayer  and  strong  desire, 

O  let  thy  Spirit  from  thee  proceed, 

Our  souls  to'  awaken  and  inspire ; 
Our  weakness  help,  our  darkness  chase, 
And  guide  us  by  the  light  of  grace. 

3  Whene'er  in  error's  paths  we  rove, 
The  living  God  through  sin  forsake, 

Our  conscience  by  thy  word  reprove, 

Convince,  and  bring  the  wand'rers  back  ; 
Deep  wounded  by  thy  Spirit's  sword, 
And  then  by  Gilead's  balm  restor'd. 

4  The  sacred  lessons  of  thy  grace, 
Transmitted  through  thy  word,  repeat, 

And  train  us  up  in  all  thy  ways, 

To  make  us  in  thy  will  complete : 
Fulfil  thy  love's  redeeming  plan, 
And  bring  us  to  a  perfect  man. 

5  Furnish'd  out  of  thy  treasury, 
O  may  we  always  ready  stand, 

To  help  the  souls  redeem'd  by  thee, 

In  what  their  various  states  demand ; 
To  teach,  convince,  correct,  reprove  ; 
And  build  them  up  in  holiest  love. 
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462  READING  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

Florida— p.  34.]     HYMN  534.     C.  M. 

THE  counsels  of  redeeming  grace, 
The  sacred  leaves  unfold  : 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face, 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  behold. 

2  Here  light  descending  from  above, 
Directs  our  doubtful  feet ; 

Here  promises  of  heavenly  love, 
Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 

3  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redrest, 
And  ail  our  wants  supplied : 

Nought  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest, 
Is  in  this  book  denied. 

4  For  these  inestimable  gains, 
That  so  enrich  the  mind, 

O  may  we  search  with  eager  pains, 
Assur'd  that  we  shall  find. 

Colford—v.  30.]     HYMN  535.     C.  M. 

FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word, 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want, 
Exhaustless  riches  find, 

Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
And  yields  a  free  repast, 

Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heavenly  peace  around  ; 


READING  THE  SCRIPTURES.  463 

And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

5  O  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 
My  ever  dear  delight ; 

And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light ! 

6  Divine  Instructer,  gracious  Lord, 
Be  thou  for  ever  near ; 

Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 
And  view  my  Saviour  there. 

Berstead— p.  116.]     HYMN  536.    6  lines  8s. 

SPIRIT  of  truth,  essential  God, 
Who  didst  thy  ancient  saints  inspire, 
Shed  in  their  hearts  thy  love  abroad, 

And  touch  their  hallowed  lips  with  fire  ; 
Our  God  from  all  eternity, 
World  without  end  we  worship  thee. 

2  Still  we  believe,  Almighty  Lord, 

WThose  presence  fills  both  earth  and  heaven, 
The  meaning  of  the  written  word 

Is  by  thy  inspiration  given ; 
Thou  only  dost  thyself  explain 
The  secret  mind  of  God  to  man. 

3  Come  then,  divine  Interpreter, 
The  Scriptures  to  our  hearts  apply ; 

And,  taught  by  thee,  we  God  revere, 

Him  in  Three  Persons  magnify  : 
And  still  the  Triune  God  adore, 
Who  was,  and  is,  for  evermore. 


464 
PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN. 

Plymouth  Dock—?.  109.]  HYMN  537.  6lines8s. 

LEADER  of  faithful  souls,  and  guide 
Of  all  that  travel  to  the  sky, 
Come,  and  with  us,  even  us  abide, 
Who  would  on  thee  alone  rely  ; 
On  thee  alone  our  spirits  stay, 
While  held  in  life's  uneven  way. 

2  Strangers  and  pilgrims  here  below, 
This  earth,  we  know,  is  not  our  place ; 

But  hasten  through  the  vale  of  wo, 
And  restless  to  behold  thy  face, 
Swift  to  our  heavenly  country  move, 
Our  everlasting  home  above. 

3  We  have  no  'biding  city  here, 
But  seek  a  city  out  of  sight ; 

Thither  our  steady  course  we  steer, 

Aspiring  to  the  plains  of  light, 
Jerusalem,  the  saints'  abode, 
Whose  founder  is  the  living  God. 

4  Patient  the'  appointed  race  to  run, 
This  weary  world  we  cast  behind ; 

From  strength  to  strength  we  travel  on, 

The  New  Jerusalem  to  find ; 
Our  labour  this,  our  only  aim, 
To  find  the  New  Jerusalem. 

5  Through  thee,  who  all  our  sins  hast  borne, 
Freely  and  graciously  forgiven, 

With  songs  to  Zion  we  return, 

Contending  for  our  native  heaven ; 
That  palace  of  our  glorious  King  ; 
We  find  it  nearer  while  we  sing. 


PROSPECT   OF   HEAVEN.  465 

6  Rais'd  by  the  breath  of  love  divine, 
We  urge  our  way  with  strength  renew'd, 

The  church  of  the  first-born  to  join, 
We  travel  to  the  mount  of  God, 

With  joy  upon  our  heads  arise, 

And  meet  our  Saviour  in  the  skies. 

Sion—v.  169.]  HYMN  538.    8  lines  8s. 

I  LONG  to  behold  him  array'd 
With  glory  and  light  from  above  ; 
The  King  in  his  beauty  display'd, 
His  beauty  of  holiest  love  : 

1  languish  and  sigh  to  be  there, 

Where  Jesus  hath  fix'd  his  abode ; 
O  when  shall  we  meet  in  the  air, 
And  fly  to  the  mountain  cf  God  ! 

2  With  him  I  on  Sion  shall  stand, 
For  Jesus  hath  spoken  the  word, 

The  breadth  of  Immanuel's  land 
Survey  by  the  light  of  my  Lord  : 

But  when  on  thy  bosom  reclin'd, 
Thy  face  I  am  strengthen'd  to  see, 

My  fulness  of  rapture  I  find, 
My  heaven  of  heavens  in  thee. 

3  How  happy  the  people  that  dwell 
Secure  in  the  city  above  ! 

No  pain  the  inhabitants  feel, 

No  sickness  or  sorrow  shall  prove  : 

Physician  of  souls,  unto  me 
Forgiveness  and  holiness  give  ; 

And  then  from  the  body  set  free, 
And  then  to  the  city  receive. 

Arlington— p.  1.]     HYMN  539.     C.  M. 

THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 


466  PROSPECT    OF   HEAVEN. 

Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 
And  never  with'ring  flowers  : 

Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 
Stand  drest  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

4  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er ; 

Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

Wexford— p.  111.1    HYMN  540.    6  lines  8s. 

THOU,  Lord,  on  whom  I  still  depend, 
Shalt  keep  me  faithful  to  the  end ; 

1  trust  thy  truth,  and  love,  and  power, 
Shall  save  me  till  my  latest  hour ; 
And  when  I  lay  this  body  down, 
Reward  with  an  immortal  crown. 

2  Jesus,  in  thy  great  name  I  go, 
To  conquer  death,  my  final  foe  ; 
And  when  I  quit  this  cumb'rous  clay, 
And  soar  on  angels'  wings  away, 
My  soul  the  second  death  defies, 
And  reigns  eternal  in  the  skies. 

3  Eye  hath  not  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
What  Christ  hath  for  his  saints  prepar'd ; 
Who  conquer  through  their  Saviour's  might; 
Who  sink  into  perfection's  height, 

And  trample  death  beneath  their  feet, 
And  gladly  die  their  Lord  to  meet. 


PROSPECT   OF   HEAVEN.  467 

4  Dost  thou  desire  to  know  or  see, 
What  thy  mysterious  name  shall  be  1 
Contending  for  thy  heavenly  home, 
Thy  latest  foe  in  death  o'ercome  ; 
Till  then  thou  searchest  out  in  vain, 
What  only  conquest  can  explain. 

Sion—ip.  169.]     HYMN  541.    8  UnesSs. 

AWAY  with  our  sorrow  and  fear, 
We  soon  shall  recover  our  home  ; 
The  city  of  saints  shall  appear; 

The  day  of  eternity  come. 
From  earth  we  shall  quickly  remove, 

And  mount  to  our  native  abode  ; 
The  house  of  our  Father  above, 
The  palace  of  angels  and  God. 

%  Our  mourning  is  all  at  an  end, 

When  rais'd  by  the  life-giving  Word, 
We  see  the  new  city  descend, 

Adorn'd  as  a  bride  for  her  Lord : 
The  city  so  holy  and  clean, 

No  sorrow  can  breathe  in  the  air ; 
No  gloom  of  affliction  or  sin ; 

No  shadow  of  evil  is  there  ! 

3  By  faith  we  already  behold 
That  lovely  Jerusalem  here  ; 

Her  walls  are  of  jasper  and  gold, 
As  crystal  her  buildings  are  clear : 

Immovably  founded  in  grace, 

She  stands,  as  she  ever  hath  stood, 

And  brightly  her  Builder  displays, 
And  flames  with  the  glory  of  God. 

4  No  need  of  the  sun  in  that  day, 
Which  never  is  folio  w'd  by  night, 

Where  Jesus's  beauties  display 
A  pure  and  a  permanent  light : 


468  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN. 

The  Lamb  is  their  Light  and  their  Sun, 
And  lo  !  by  reflection  they  shine ; 

With  Jesus  ineffably  one, 

And  bright  in  effulgence  divine  ! 

5  The  saints  in  his  presence  receive 

Their  great  and  eternal  reward ; 
In  Jesus,  in  heaven  they  live  ; 

They  reign  in  the  smile  of  their  Lord ! 
The  flame  of  angelical  love 

Is  kindled  at  Jesus's  face  ; 
And  all  the  enjoyment  above 

Consists  in  the  rapturous  gaze! 

Mount  Epkraim.]    HYMN  542.    B.  M. 

WE  know,  by  faith  we  know, 
If  this  vile  house  of  clay, 
This  tabernacle  sink  below, 
In  ruinous  decay  ;         r» 
We  have  a  house  above, 
Not  made  with  mortal  hands ; 
And  firm  as  our  Redeemer's  love, 
That  heavenly  fabric  stands. 

2  It  stands  securely  high, 
Indissolubly  sure; 

Our  glorious  mansion  in  the  sky 

Shall  evermore  endure : 

O  were  we  enter'd  there  ! 

To  perfect  heaven  restor'd  ! 
O  were  we  all  caught  up  to  share 

The  triumph  of  our  Lord  ! 

3  For  this  in  faith  we  call ; 
For  this  we  weep  and  pray : 

O  might  the  tabernacle  fall : 
O  might  we  'scape  away  ! 
Full  of  immortal  hope, 
We  urge  the  restless  strife, 


PROSPECT   OF  HEAVEN.  46£ 

And  hasten  to  be  swallow'd  up 
Of  everlasting  life. 

4  Absent,  alas  !  from  God, 
We  in  the  body  mourn  ; 

And  pine  to  quit  this  mean  abode, 

And  languish  to  return. 

Jesus,  regard  our  vows, 

And  change  our  faith  to  sight ; 
And  clothe  us  with  our  nobler  house 

Of  everlasting  light  P 

5  O  let  us  put  on  thee 
In  perfect  holiness ! 

And  rise  prepar'd  thy  face  to  see, 

Thy  bright,  unclouded  face  : 

Thy  grace  with  glory  crown, 

Who  hast  the  earnest  given  ; 
And  then  triumphantly  come  down, 

And  take  us  up  to  heaven  ! 

Holstein—v.  171.]     HYMN  543.     8  lines  8s. 

THE  Church  in  her  militant  state 
Is  weary  and  cannot  forbear  ! 
The  saints  in  an  agony  wait, 

To  see  Him  again  in  the  air  ! 
The  Spirit  invites  in  the  Bride, 

Her  heavenly  Lord  to  descend  ! 
And  place  her  enthron'd  at  his  side, 
In  glory  that  never  shall  end. 

2  The  news  of  his  coming  I  hear, 

And  join  in  the  catholic  cry : 
O  Jesus,  in  triumph  appear ; 

Appear  in  the  clouds  of  the  sky  ! 
Whom  only  I  languish  to  love, 

In  fulness  of  majesty  come  ; 
And  give  me  a  mansion  above ; 

And  take  to  my  heavenly  home  ! 
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4T0  PROSPECT  OF   HEAVEN. 

Dunkirk— p.  155.]    HYMN  544.    8  lines  7s. 

LIFT  your  eyes  of  faith,  and  see 
Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  one  ; 
What  a  countless  company 

Stand  before  yon  dazzling  throne  ! 
Each  before  his  Saviour  stands, 
All  in  whitest  robes  array'd  ; 
Palms  they  carry  in  their  hands, 
Crowns  of  glory  on  their  head. 

2  Saints,  begin  the  endless  song, 
Cry  aloud  in  heavenly  lays, 

Glory  doth  to  God  belong, 

God  the  glorious  Saviour  praise  : 

All  salvation  from  him  came  ; 

Him  who  reigns  enthron'd  on  high  : 

Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb, 
Let  the  morning  stars  reply. 

3  Angel  powers  the  throne  surround, 
Next  the  saints  in  glory  they ; 

Lull'd  with  the  transporting  sound, 
They  their  silent  homage  pay  : 

Prostrate  on  their  face,  before 
God  and  his  Messiah  fall ; 

Then  in  hymns  of  praise  adore, 
Shout  the  Lamb  that  died  for  all ! 

4  Be  it  so,  they  all  reply  : 
Him  let  all  our  orders  praise  ; 

Him  that  did  for  sinners  die, 

Saviour  of  the  favour'd  race  ! 
Render  we  our  God  his  right, 

Glory,  wisdom,  thanks,  and  power ; 
Honour,  majesty,  and  might ; 

Praise  him,  praise  him  evermore ! 

Dunkirk— p.  155.]     HYMN  545.     8  lines  7s. 

WHO  are  these  array'd  in  white, 
Brighter  than  the  noon-day  sun  ? 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN.  471 

Foremost  of  the  sons  of  light ; 

Nearest  the  eternal  throne  1 
These  are  they  that  bore  the  cross, 

Nobly  for  their  Master  stood  ; 
Sufferers  in  his  righteous  cause  : 

Followers  of  the  dying  God. 

2  Out  of  great  distress  they  came  : 
Wash'd  their  robes  by  faith  below 

In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, 
Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow ; 

Therefore  are  they  next  the  throne, 
Serve  their  Maker  day  and  night: 

God  resides  among  his  own, 
God  doth  in  his  saints  delight. 

3  More  than  conquerors  at  last, 
Here  they  find  their  trials  o'er  ; 

They  have  all  their  sufferings  past, 
Hunger  now  and  thirst  no  more : 

No  excessive  heat  they  feel 
From  the  sun's  directer  ray ; 

In  a  milder  clime  they  dwell, 
Region  of  eternal  day. 

4  He  that  on  the  throne  doth  reign, 
Them  the  Lamb  shall  always  feed : 

With  the  tree  of  life  sustain  ; 

To  the  living  fountains  lead  ; 
He  shall  all  their  sorrows  chase, 

All  their  wants  at  once  remove ; 
Wipe  the  tears  from  every  face ; 

Fill  up  every  soul  with  love. 

Arlington— p.  1.]    HYMN  546.    C.  M. 

ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 
And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where,  my  possessions  lie. 


472  PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN. 

2  0  the  transporting  rapt'rous  scene, 
That  rises  to  my  sight ! 

Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail, 
On  trees  immortal  grow  : 

There  rocks,  and  hills,  and  brooks,  and  vale, 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide-extended  plains, 
Shines  one  eternal  day  ; 

There  God  the  Son  for  ever  reigns, 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds  nor  pois'nous  breath, 
Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 

Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 
And  be  for  ever  blest  1 

When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  1 

7  Fill'd  with  delight,  my  raptur'd  soul, 
Would  here  no  longer  stay  ! 

Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I  'd  launch  away. 

8  There  on  those  high  and  flowery  plains, 
Our  spirits  ne'er  shall  tire  ; 

But  in  perpetual  joyful  strains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

Devotion^-?.  45.]     HYMN  547.     C.  M. 

MY  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done, 
The  passing  moments  say  ; 
As  length'ning  shadows  o'er  the  mead, 
Proclaim  the  close  of  day. 


PROSPECT  CtV  HEAVEN.  473 

O  that  my  heart  might  dwell  aloof, 

From  all  created  things, 
And  learn  that  wisdom  from  above, 

Whence  true  contentment  springs  ! 

2  Courage,  my  soul,  thy  bitter  cross, 
In  every  trial  here, 

Shall  bear  thee  to  thy  heaven  above, 

But  shall  not  enter  there. 
The  sighing  ones  that  humbly  seek 

In  sorrowing  paths  below, 
Shall  m  eternity  rejoice, 

Where  endless  comforts  flow. 

3  Soon  will  the  toilsome  strife  be  o'er 
Of  sublunary  care, 

And  life's  dull  vanities  no  more, 

This  anxious  breast  ensnare. 
Courage,  my  soul,  on  God  rely, 

DehVrance  soon  will  come, 
A  thousand  ways  has  Providence, 

To  bring  believers  home. 

4  Ere  first  I  drew  this  vital  breath, 
From  nature's  prison  free, 

Crosses  in  number,  measure,  weight, 

Were  written,  Lord,  for  me  : 
But  thou,  my  shepherd,  friend,  and  guide, 

Hast  led  me  kindly  on, 
Taught  me  to  rest  my  fainting  head 

On  Christ,  the  corner  stone. 

5  So  comforted,  and  so  sustain'd, 
With  dark  events  I  strove, 

And  found,  when  rightly  understood, 

All  messengers  of  love  ; 
With  silence  and  submissive  awe, 

Ador'd  a  chast'ning  God, 
Rever'd  the  terrors  of  his  law, 

And  humbly  kiss'd  the  rod. 
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474  PROSPECT  OF   HEAVEN. 

Alderton—^  133.]     HYMN  548.     4  8s  &  2  6s. 

HOW  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot ; 
How  free  from  every  anxious  thought, 
From  worldly  hope  and  fear  ! 
Confin'd  to  neither  court  nor  cell, 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell, 
He  only  sojourns  here. 

2  This  happiness  in  part  is  mine, 
'  Already  sav'd  from  low  design, 

From  every  creature  love  ! 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good, 
My  soul  is  lightened  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue ; 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  that  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen  ; 
Their  honours,  wealth,  and  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  I  have  no  babes  to  hold  me  here  ; 
But  children  more  securely  dear 

For  mine  I  humbly  claim : 
Better  than  daughters  or  than  sons, 
Temples  divine,  of  living  stones, 

InscribM  with  Jesus'  name. 

5  No  foot  of  land  do  I  possess  ; 
No  cottage  in  this  wilderness : 

A  poor  way-faring  man, 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below ; 
Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro, 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own ; 
A  stranger  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  despise ; 


PROSPECT  OF  HEAVEN.  475 

I  trample  on  their  whole  delight, 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 
A  city  in  the  skies. 

7  There  is  my  house  and  portion  fair ; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding  home  ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  angels  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come ! 

8  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies ; 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ! 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end; 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

Holstein—v.  171.]    HYMN  549.    8  lines  8s. 

STILL  out  of  the  deepest  abyss 
Of  trouble,  I  mournfully  cry  : 
And  pine  to  recover  my  peace, 
And  see  my  Redeemer  and  die. 

1  cannot,  I  cannot  forbear, 

These  passionate  longings  for  home  ; 
O  !  when  shall  my  spirit  be  there  ; 
O  !  when  will  the  messenger  come. 

2  Thy  nature  I  long  to  put  on, 
Thine  image  on  earth  to  regain ; 

And  then  in  the  grave  to  lay  down 

This  burden  of  body  and  pain. 
O  Jesus,  in  pity  draw  near, 

And  lull  me  to  sleep  on  thy  breast, 
Appear,  to  my  rescue  appear, 

And  gather  me  into  thy  rest ! 

3  To  take  a  poor  fugitive  in, 
The  arms  of  thy  mercy  display, 

And  give  me  to  rest  from  all  sin, 
And  bear  me  triumphant  away ; 


476  FUNERAL  HYMNS. 

Away  from  a  world  of  distress, 
Away  to  the  mansions  above  ; 

The  heaven  of  seeing  thy  face — 
The  heaven  of  feeling  thy  love. 


FUNERAL  HYMNS. 

Abridge—?.  42.]     HYMN  550.     C.  M. 

THEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name  ! 
And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  we  be  ! 

2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 
As  days  and  months  increase  : 

And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave  : 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We  're  travelling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 
To  push  us  to  the  tomb ; 

And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Great  God  !  on  what  a  slender  thread 
Hang  everlasting  things  ! 

The'  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  strings. 

6  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  wo, 
Attends  on  every  breath  ; 

And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 


FUNERAL   HYMNS.  477 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense 
To  walk  this  dangerous  road  ; 

And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God  ! 

Egypt— p.  87.]     HYMN  551.     S.  M. 

FIRST  PART. 

AND  am  I  born  to  die  1 
To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  must  my  trembling  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown  1 
A  land  of  deepest  shade, 
Unpierc'd  by  human  thought; 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead, 
Where  all  things  are  forgot ! 

2  Soon  as  from  earth  I  go, 
What  will  become  of  me  1 

Eternal  happiness,  or  wo, 

Must  then  my  portion  be : 

Wak'd  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my  grave  shall  rise, 
And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crown'd, 

And  see  the  flaming  skies  ! 

3  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb  1 
With  triumph  or  regret  ? 

A  fearful,  or  a  joyful  doom, 

A  curse,  or  blessing  meet  1 

Will  angel  bands  convey 

Their  brother  to  the  bar  1 
Or  devils  drag  my  soul  away, 

To  meet  its  sentence  there  1 

4  Who  can  resolve  the  doubt, 
That  tears  my  anxious  breast  1 

Shall  I  be  with  the  damn'd  cast  out, 
Or  number'd  with  the  blest? 


478  FUNERAL  HYMNS. 

I  must  from  God  be  driven, 
Or  with  my  Saviour  dwell ; 
Must  come  at  his  command  to  heaven, 
Or  else — depart  to  hell. 

SECOND   PART. 

0  THOU  that  wouldst  not  have 
One  wretched  sinner  die  ; 

Who  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery ! 
Show  me  the  way  to  shun 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe  ; 

That  when  thou  com  est  on  thy  throne, 

1  may  with  joy  appear. 

2  Thou  art  thyself  the  Way, 

Thyself  in  me  reveal ; 
So  shall  I  spend  my  life's  short  day 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 

So  shall  I  love  my  God, 

Because  he  first  lov'd  me ; 
And  praise  thee  in  thy  bright  abode, 

To  all  eternity. 

Kmnebeck—v  138-]    HYMN  552.    4  8s* 

AND  am  I  only  born  to  die  1 
And  must  I  suddenly  comply 
With  nature's  stern  decree  ? 
What  after  death  for  me  remains  ? 
Celestial  joys,  or  hellish  pains, 
To  all  eternity  ! 

2  How  then  ought  I  on  earth  to  live, 
While  God  prolongs  the  kind  reprieve, 

And  props  the  house  of  clay  : 
My  sole  concern,  my  single  care, 
To  watch,  and  tremble,  and  prepare 

Against  that  fatal  day  ! 


FUNERAL  HYMNS.  479 

3  No  room  for  mirth  or  trifling  here, 
For  worldly  hope,  or  worldly  fear, 

If  life  so  soon  is  gone  ; 
If  now  the  Judge  is  at  the  door, 
And  all  mankind  must  stand  before 

The'  inexorable  throne  ! 

4  No  matter  which  my  thoughts  employ ; 
A  moment's  misery  or  joy ; 

But,  O  !  when  both  shall  end, 
Where  shall  I  find  my  destin'd  place  ? 
Shall  I  my  everlasting  days, 

With  fiends  or  angels  spend? 

5  Nothing  is  worth  a  thought  beneath, 
But  how  I  may  escape  the  death 

That  never,  never  dies  ! 
How  make  mine  own  election  sure  ; 
And  when  I  fail  on  earth,  secure 

A  mansion  in  the  skies. 

6  Jesus,  vouchsafe  a  pitying  ray, 
Be  thou  my  Guide,  be  thou  my  Way 

To  glorious  happiness  ! 
Ah  !  write  the  pardon  on  my  heart ! 
And  whensoe'er  I  hence  depart, 

Let  me  depart  in  peace  ! 

Axbridge—^.  17.]     HYMN  553.     C.  M. 

OGOD  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home  : 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 
Still  may  we  dwell  secure  ; 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 


480  FUNERAL  HYMNS. 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight, 

Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 

Before  the  rising  sun. 


5  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 
With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 

Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood, 
And  lost  in  following  years. 

6  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 
Bears  all  its  sons  away  ; 

They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 

7  O  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come  ; 

Be  thou  our  guide  while  life  shall  last, 
And  our  perpetual  home  ! 

Aylesbury— y.  91.]     HYMN  554.     S.  M. 

AND  must  this  body  die, 
This  well  wrought  frame  decay  1 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay  1 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 
Shall  but  refine  this  flesh, 

Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  ever  from  the  skies 

Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust, 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array'd  in  glorious  grace 
Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 


• 


FUNERAL   HYMNS.  481 

And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Be  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe, 
Lord,  to  thy  dying  love  : 

0  may  we  bless  thy  grace  below, 
And  sing  thy  grace  above  ! 

6  Saviour,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs, 

Till  tunes  of  nobler  sounds  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

Shields— \>.  43.]     HYMN  555.     C.  M. 

AND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 
And  let  it  faint  or  die ; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale, 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  high  : 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
And  find  its  long  sought  rest : 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants, 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 
I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 

And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 
And  smile  at  toil  and  pain  : 

1  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 

Till  my  Deliverer  come  ; 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 
And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me  ! 
Before  my  ravish'd  eyes, 

Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 

And  trees  of  paradise  ! 
I  see  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 

"Who  taste  the  pleasures  there ! 
They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  white, 

And  conqu'ring  palms  thev  bear. 
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482  FUNERAL  HYMNS. 

4  O  what  are  all  my  sufferings  here, 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptur'd  host  to'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  or  friends  away : 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  day. 

MUlicent—y.  165.]   HYMN  556.   8  lines  8s  &  Is. 

HAPPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ended, 
All  thy  mourning  days  below ; 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended, 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go. 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo  !  the  Saviour  stands  above  ; 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit, 
Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

2  Struggle  through  thy  latest  passion, 

To  thy  great  Redeemer's  breast ; 
To  his  uttermost  salvation, 

To  his  everlasting  rest. 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee, 

Bear  a  momentary  pain ; 
Die  to  live  a  life  of  glory: 

Suffer,  with  thy  Lord  to  reign. 

Sio?i—v.  169.]    HYMN  557.    8  lines  8s. 

AH,  lovely  appearance  of  death  ! 
What  sight  upon  earth  is  so  fair  ? 
Not  all  the  gay  pageants  that  breathe, 

Can  with  a  dead  body  compare  : 
With  solemn  delight  I  survey 

The  corpse,  when  the  spirit  is  fled ; 
In  love  with  the  beautiful  clay, 
And  longing  to  lie  in  its  stead. 


FUNERAL  HYMNS.  483 

%  How  blest  is  our  brother,  bereft 

Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind ! 
How  easy  the  soul  that  has  left 

This  wearisome  body  behind  ! 
Of  evil  incapable,  thou, 

Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see, 
No  longer  in  misery  now, 

No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

3  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 
With  sickness,  or  shaken  with  pain ; 

The  war  in  the  members  is  o'er, 
And  never  shall  vex  him  again : 

No  anger,  henceforward,  or  shame, 
Shall  redden  this  innocent  clay: 

Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 
And  passion  is  vanish'd  away. 

4  This  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er ; 

This  quiet,  immovable  breast, 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more  : 
This  heart  is  no  longer  the  seat 

Of  trouble  and  torturing  pain; 
It  ceases  to  flutter  and  beat, 

It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

5  The  lids  he  so  seldom  could  close, 
By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 

Now  seal'd  in  their  mortal  repose, 
Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep  ! 

The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies, 
These  hollows  from  water  are  free ; 

The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  eyes, 
And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 

6  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 
While  bound  in  a  prison  I  breathe, 

And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 
And  press  to  the  issues  of  death : 


484  FUNERAL   HYMNS. 

What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
O  might  I  this  moment  become  ! 

My  spirit  created  anew, 

My  flesh  be  consign'd  to  the  tomb. 

Light-Street— p.  1 68. ]    HYMN  558.    8  lines  8s 

REJOICE  for  a  brother  deceas'd, 
Our  loss  is  his  infinite  gain  ; 
A  soul  out  of  prison  releas'd, 

And  freed  from  its  bodily  chain  ; 
With  songs  let  us  follow  his  flight, 

And  mount  with  his  spirit  above  ; 
Escap'd  to  the  mansions  of  light, 
And  lodg'd  in  the  Eden  of  love. 

2  Our  brother  the  haven  hath  gain'd, 
Outflying  the  tempest  and  wind, 

His  rest  he  hath  sooner  obtain'd, 
And  left  his  companions  behind  ; 

Still  toss'd  on  a  sea  of  distress, 

Hard  toiling  to  make  the  blest  shore, 

Where  all  is  assurance  and  peace, 
And  sorrow  and  sin  are  no  more. 

3  There  all  the  ship's  company  meet, 
Who  saiPd  with  the  Saviour  beneath ; 

With  shouting  each  other  they  greet, 
And  triumph  o'er  sorrow  and  death  : 

The  voyage  of  life 's  at  an  end, 
The  mortal  affliction  is  past : 

The  age  that  in  heaven  they  spend, 
For  ever  and  ever  shall  last. 

Portuguese— p.  190.]    HYMN  559.    10s  &  lis. 
5  FT! IS  finish'd,  'tis  done,  the  spirit  is  fled  : 
A    The  prisoner  is  gone,  the  Christian  is 
dead; 
The  Christian  is  living  through  Jesus's  love, 
And  gladly  receiving  a  kingdom  above. 


FUNERAL  HYMNS.  485 

2  All  honour  and  praise  are  Jesus's  due  : 
Supported  by  grace  he  fought  his  way  through ; 
Triumphantly  glorious  through  Jesus's  zeal, 
And  more  than  victorious  o'er  sin,  death,  and 

hell. 

3  Then  let  us  record  the  conquering  name  ; 
Our  Captain  and  Lord  with  shoutings  proclaim; 
Who  trust  in  his  passion  and  follow  our  Head, 
To  certain  salvation  we  all  shall  be  led. 

4  O  Jesus  !  lead  on  thy  militant  care ; 

And  give  us  the  crown  of  righteousness  there, 
Where,  dazzled  with  glory,  the  seraphim  gaze ; 
Or  prostrate  adore  thee,  in  silence  of  praise. 

5  Come,  Lord,  and  display  thy  sign  in  the  sky, 
And  bear  us  away  to  mansions  on  high : 

The  kingdom  be  given,  the  purchase  divine, 
And  crown  us  in  heaven  eternally  thine. 

Molstein—v.  171.]     HYMN  560.     8  lines  8s. 

HOSANNAH  to  Jesus  on  high  ! 
Another  has  enter'd  his  rest ; 
Another  has  'scap'd  to  the  sky, 

And  lodg'd  in  Immanuel's  breast ; 
The  soul  of  our  sister  is  gone, 

To  heighten  the  triumph  above ; 
Exalted  to  Jesus's  throne, 

And  clasp'd  in  the  arms  of  his  love. 

2  What  fulness  of  rapture  is  there, 

While  Jesus  his  glory  displays  ; 
And  purples  the  heavenly  air, 

And  scatters  the  odours  of  grace  ! 
He  looks — and  his  servants  in  light 

The  blessings  ineffable  meet : 
He  smiles — and  they  faint  at  his  sight, 

And  fall  overwhelmed  at  his  feet. 
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486  FUNERAL   Hl'MNS. 

3  How  happy  the  angels  that  fall 
Transported  at  Jesus's  name  ; 

The  saints  whom  he  soonest  shall  call, 
To  share  in  the  feast  of  the  Lamb  ! 

No  longer  imprison'd  in  clay, 
Who  next  from  his  dungeon  shall  fly] 

Who  first  shall  be  summon'd  away — 
My  merciful  Lord— Is  it  II 

4  O  Jesus,  if  this  be  thy  will, 
That  suddenly  I  should  depart ; 

Thy  counsel  of  mercy  reveal, 

And  whisper  the  call  in  my  heart ; 

O  give  me  a  signal  to  know, 
If  soon  thou  wouldst  have  me  remove  ; 

And  leave  the  dull  body  below, 
And  fly  to  the  regions  above. 

Maidstone.]     HYMN  561.     8  lines  7s. 

BLESSING,  honour,  thanks,  and  praise, 
Pay  we,  gracious  God,  to  thee ; 
Thou,  in  thine  abundant  grace, 

Givest  us  the  victory; 
True  and  faithful  to  thy  word, 
Thou  hast  glorified  thy  Son, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  dying  Lord, 
He  for  us  the  fight  hath  won. 

2  Lo  !  the  prisoner  is  releas'd, 
Lighten'd  of  his  fleshly  load ; 

Where  the  weary  are  at  rest, 

He  is  gather'd  into  God  ! 
Lo  !  the  pain  of  life  is  past, 

All  his  warfare  now  is  o'er ; 
Death  and  hell  behind  are  cast, 

Grief  and  suffering  are  no  more. 

3  Yes,  the  Christian's  course  is  run, 
Ended  is  the  glorious  strife  ; 


FUNERAL   HYMNS.  46' 

Fought  the  fight,  the  work  is  done, 

Death  is  swallow'd  up  of  life  ! 
Borne  by  angels  on  their  wings, 

Far  from  earth  the  spirit  flies  : 
Finds  his  God,  and  sits,  and  sings, 

Triumphing  in  paradise. 

4  Join  we  then  with  one  accord, 
In  the  new,  the  joyful  song : 

Absent  from  our  loving  Lord 

We  shall  not  continue  long  : 
We  shall  quit  the  house  of  clay, 

We  a  better  lot  shall  share ; 
We  shall  see  the  realms  of  day, 

Meet  our  happy  brother  there. 

5  Let  the  world  bewail  their  dead, 
Fondly  of  their  loss  complain  : 

Brother,  friend,  by  Jesus  freed, 

Death,  to  thee,  to  us,  is  gain : 
Thou  art  enter'd  into  joy: 

Let  the  unbelievers  mourn  : 
We  in  songs  our  lives  employ, 

Till  we  all  to  God  return. 

Canada— $.1 5.]     HYMN  562.    L.M. 

WHY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ! 
What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are ; 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  3trife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away; 

And  we  sink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  pass'd  ! 


488  FUNERAL   HYMNS. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 

While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

St.  Ann's—?.  9.]     HYMN  563.     C.  M. 

HARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound, 
My  ears  attend  the  cry: 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 
In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 

The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head, 
Shall  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  I 
And  are  we  still  secure  ! 

Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  preparM  no  more  ! 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quick'ning  grace* 
To  fit  our  souls  to  fly; 

Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We  '11  rise  above  the  sky. 

Hotham—y.  151.]     HYMN  564.     8  lines  7s. 

HARK  !  a  voice  divides  the  sky ; 
Happy  are  the  faithful  dead  ! 
In  the  Lord  who  sweetly  die, 

They  from  all  their  toils  are  freed  \ 
Them  the  Spirit  hath  declar'd 

Blest,  unutterably  blest ; 
Jesus  is  their  great  reward, 
Jesus  is  their  endless  rest 

2  Follow'd  by  their  works  they  go, 
Where  their  Head  is  gone  before ; 

Reconcil'd  by  grace  below, 

Grace  hath  open'd  mercy's  door ; 


FUNERAL   HYMNS.  489 

Justified  through  faith  alone, 

Here  they  knew  their  sins  forgiven ; 

Here  they  laid  their  burden  down, 
Hallow'd,  and  made  meet  for  heaven. 

3  Who  caft  now  lament  the  lot 
Of  a  saint  in  Christ  deceas'd  ? 

Let  the  world,  who  know  us  not, 

Call  us  hopeless  and  unblest : 
When  from  flesh  the  spirit  freed, 

Hastens  homeward  to  return, 
Mortals  cry,  "  A  man  is  dead  !" 

Angels  sing,  "  A  child  is  born  !" 

4  Born  into  the  world  above, 
They  our  happy  brother  greet ; 

Bear  him  to  the  throne  of  love, 
Place  him  at  the  Saviour's  feet : 

Jesus  smiles,  and  says,  "Well  done, 
Good  and  faithful  servant  thou  ! 

Enter,  and  receive  thy  crown, 
Reign  with  me  triumphant  now/' 

5  Angels  catch  the'  approving  sound, 
Bow,  and  bless  the  just  award ; 

Hail  the  heir  with  glory  crown'd, 

Now  rejoicing  with  his  Lord ; 
Fuller  joys  ordain'd  to  know, 

Waiting  for  the  general  doom, 
When  the'  archangel's  trump  shall  blow, 

"  Rise,  ye  dead,  to  judgment  come." 

China—?.  6.]     HYMN  565.     C.  M. 

WHY  do  we  mourn  for  dying  friends, 
Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  1 
'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Are  we  not  tending  upward  too, 
As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 


490  FUNERAL  HYMNS. 

Nor  should  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 
To  keep  us  from  our  love. 

3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 
Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  1 

There  once  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

4  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 
And  soften'd  every  bed  : 

Where  shot  'd  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  iheir  dying  Head  1 

5  Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 
And  show'd  our  feet  the  way : 

Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 
And  bid  our  kindred  rise  ; 

Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground  ; 

Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 
Canada— p.  75.]     HYMN  566.     L.  M. 

SHRINKING  from  the  cold  hand  of  death, 
I  soon  shall  gather  up  my  feet ; 
Shall  soon  resign  this  fleeting  breath, 
And  die, — my  father's  God  to  meet. 

2  Number'd  among  thy  people,  I 
Expect  with  joy  thy  face  to  see  : — 

Because  thou  didst  for  sinners  die, 
Jesus,  in  death  remember  me  ! 

3  O  that  without  a  ling'ring  groan, 

I  may  the  welcome  word  receive  ! 
My  body  with  my  charge  lay  down, 
And  cease  at  once  to  work  and  live ! 

4  Walk  with  me  through  the  dreadful  shade, 
And,  certified  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  spirit,  calm  and  undismay'd, 
I  shall  into  thy  hands  resign. 


FUNERAL  HYMNS.  491 

5  No  anxious  doubt,  no  guilty  gloom, 
Shall  damp  whom  Jesus'  presence  cheers : 

My  Light,  my  Life,  my  God  is  come, 
And  glory  in  his  face  appears  ! 

AngeVs  Hymn—y.  84.]     HYMN  567.     L.  M. 

PASS  a  few  swiftly  fleeting  years, 
And  all  that  now  in  bodies  live, 
Shall  quit,  like  me,  the  vale  of  tears, 
Their  righteous  sentence  to  receive. 

2  But  all  before  they  hence  remove, 
May  mansions  for  themselves  prepare, 

In  that  eternal  house  above  : 
And,  O  my  God,  shall  I  be  there  1 

Nazareth— p.  82.]     HYMN  568.     L.  M. 

THE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 
And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 
As  careless  of  the  noontide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipt  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 
Parch'd  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 

The  momentary  glories  waste, 
The  short-liv'd  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 
When  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows : 

Fairer  than  spring  the  colours  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4  Or  worn  by  slowly  rolling  years, 
Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 

The  fading  glory  disappears, 
The  short-liv'd  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 
With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine, 

Revive  with  ever-during  bloom, 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 


492  FUNERAL   HYMNS. 

6  Let  sickness  blast,  let  death  devour, 
If  heaven. must  recompense  our  pains : 

Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower, 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 

Slateford—p.  199.]    HYMN  569.    2  6s  &  4  7s. 

AGAIN  we  lift  our  voice, 
And  shout  our  solemn  joy! 
Cause  of  highest  raptures  this, 

Raptures  that  shall  never  fail ! 
See  a  soul  escap'd  to  bliss, 
Keep  the  Christian  festival ! 

2  Our  friend  is  gone  before 
To  that  celestial  shore  ; 

He  hath  left  his  mates  behind, 
He  hath  all  the  storms  outrode  ; 

Found  the  rest  we  toil  to  find, 
Landed  in  the  arms  of  God. 

3  And  shall  we  mourn  to  see 
Our  fellow  prisoner  free  ? 

Free  from  doubts,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 

In  the  haven  of  the  skies  : 
Can  we  weep  to  see  the  tears 

Wip'd  for  ever  from  his  eyes  ? 

4  No,  dear  companion,  no  ! 
We  gladly  let  thee  go, 

From  a  suffering  church  beneath, 

To  a  reigning  church  above  : 
Thou  hast  more  than  conquer'd  death ; 

Thou  art  crown'd  with  life  and  love. 

5  Thou,  in  thy  youthful  prime, 
Hast  leap'd  the  bounds  of  time  : 

Suddenly  from  earth  releas'd, 
Lo  !  we  now  rejoice  for  thee  ; 

Taken  to  an  early  rest, 
Caught  into  eternity. 


FUNERAL  HYMNS.  493 

6  Thither  may  we  repair, 

That  glorious  bliss  to  share  ! 
We  shall  see  the  welcome  day, 

We  shall  to  the  summons  bow : 
Come,  Redeemer,  come  away : 

Now  prepare,  and  take  us  now ! 

St.  Ann's— -p.  9.]     HYMN  570.     C.  M. 

VAIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear; 
Repent,  thy  end  is  nigh : 
Death  at  the  farthest  can't  be  far : 
O  !  think  before  thou  die. 

2  Reflect ;  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save  ; 
Thy  sins,  how  high  they  mount ! 

What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave  1 
How  stands  that  dark  account  ? 

3  Death  enters,  and  there 's  no  defence  ; 
His  time  there 's  none  can  tell ; 

He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence, 
To  heaven,  or  down  to  hell. 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  greatest  care, 
Shall  crawling  worms  consume  : 

But  ah  !  destruction  stops  not  there ; 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

ON   THE   DEATH   OF   A   CHILD. 

Paradise— p.  40.]'    HYMN  571.    CM. 

THY  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord, 
With  transport  all  divine  ; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love  in  every  line. 

2  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 

Receive  the  smiling  grace. 

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494  DESCRIBING  JUDGMENT. 

3  "  I  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 
"  And  lay  them  in  my  breast ; 

Protection  they  shall  find  in  me, 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 
But  can't  dissolve  my  love  : 

Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

5  "  Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise, 
And  mould  with  heavenly  skill ; 

I  '11  give  them  tongues  to  sing  my  praise, 
And  hands  to  do  my  will." 

6  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear, 
And  shout  with  joys  divine  ; 

O  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine. 


DESCRIBING  JUDGMENT. 


Aylesbury—  p.  91.]     HYMN  572.     S.  M. 

THOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
Before  whose  bar  severe, 
With  holy  joy,  or  guilty  dread, 
We  all  shall  soon  appear ; 
Our  caution'd  souls  prepare 
For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  stir  us  up  to  pray : 

2  To  pray  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When  rob'd  in  majesty  and  power, 

Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down, 


DESCRIBING  JUDGMENT.  495 

The'  immortal  Son  of  man, 
To  judge  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Father's  dazzling  train, 
With  all  thy  glorious  grace. 

3  To  damp  our  earthly  joys, 

To'  increase  our  gracious  fears, 
For  ever  let  the'  archangel's  voice 

Be  sounding  in  our  ears ; 

The  solemn  midnight  cry, 

"  Ye  dead,  the  Judge  is  come  ! 
Arise,  and  meet  him  in  the  sky, 

And  meet  your  instant  doom  !" 

4  O  may  we  thus  be  found 
Obedient  to  thy  wor^ 

Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound, 

And  looking  for  our  Lord  ! 

O  may  we  all  insure 

A  lot  among  the  blest : 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 

An  everlasting  rest. 

Last  Day—y.  159.]     HYMN  573.    P.  M. 

LO  !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  favour'd  sinners  slain  ! 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  ! 
Hallelujah ! 
God  appears  on  earth  to  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him 
Rob'd  in  dreadful  majesty; 

Those  who  set  at  nought  and  sold  him, 
Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 

3  The  dear  tokens  of  his  passion, 
Still  his  dazzling  body  bears ; 


496  DESCRIBING   JUDGMENT. 

Cause  of  endless  exultation 
To  his  ransom'd  worshippers  ; 
With  what  rapture 
Gaze  we  on  these  glorious  scars  ! 

4  Yea,  Amen  !  let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thy  eternal  throne  ! 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory, 

Claim  the  kingdom  for  thine  own  ! 
Jah  !  Jehovah ! 
Everlasting  God,  come  down  ! 

Judgment— y.  67.]     HYMN  574.     L.  M. 

HE  comes  !  he  comes  !  the  Judge  severe! 
The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  him  near ; 
His  lightnings  flash,  his  thunders  roll ; 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul ! 

2  From  heaven  angelic  voices  sound  ; 
See  the  almighty  Jesus  crown'd  ! 
Girt  with  omnipotence  and  grace, 
And  glory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Descending  on  his  azure  throne, 
He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own ; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord  ! 

4  Shout,  all  the  people  of  the  sky, 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High ; 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  right  obtains, 
For  ever  and  for  ever  reigns. 

Rochdale— -p.  140.]     HYMN  575.     P.  M. 

THOU  God  of  glorious  majesty, 
To  thee,  against  myself,  to  thee, 
A  worm  of  earth,  I  cry ! 
A  half  awaken'd  child  of  man, 
An  heir  of  endless  bliss  or  pain, 
A  sinner  born  to  die  ! 


DESCRIBING  JUDGMENT.  497 

2  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 

Secure,  insensible : 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  that  heavenly  place, 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell. 

3  O  God,  mine  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress : 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of  fate, 

And  wake  to  righteousness  ! 

4  Before  me  place  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  ; 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

5  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  serious  industry  and  fear, 

Eternal  bliss  to'  insure  ; 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

6  Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  : 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope  in  full  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 

Clarks— p.  183.]     HYMN  576.     7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

STAND  the'  omnipotent  decree  ! 
Jehovah's  will  be  done  ! 
Nature's  end  we  wait  to  see, 
And  hear  her  final  groan ; 

42* 


498  DESCRIBING   JUDGMENT. 

Let  this  earth  dissolve  and  blend 
In  death  the  wicked  and  the  just ; 

Let  those  pond'rous  orbs  descend, 
And  grind  us  into  dust. 

2  Rests  secure  the  righteous  man, 
At  his  Redeemer's  beck, 

Sure  to'  emerge  and  rise  again, 
And  mount  above  the  wreck  : 

Lo  !  the  heavenly  spirit  towers, 

Like  flames  o'er  nature's  funeral  pyre, 

Triumphs  in  immortal  powers, 
And  claps  his  wings  of  fire  ! 

3  Nothing  hath  the  just  to  lose, 
By  worlds  on  worlds  destroy'd ; 

Far  beneath  his  feet  he  views, 
With  smiles,  the  flaming  void  ; 

Sees  this  universe  renew'd, 
The  grand  millennial  reign  begun  ; 

Shouts  with  all  the  sons  of  God, 
Around  the'  eternal  throne  ! 

4  Resting  in  this  glorious  hope, 
To  be  at  last  restor'd, 

Yield  we  now  our  bodies  up, 

To  earthquake,  plague,  or  sword : 

List'ning  for  the  call  divine, 

The  latest  trumpet  of  the  seven, 

Soon  our  soul  and  dust  shall  join, 
And  both  fly  up  to  heaven. 

Old  Windsor— p.  10.]     HYMN  577.     C.  M. 

AND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
And  answer  in  that  day, 
For  every  vain  and  idle  thought, 
And  every  word  I  say  ] 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 
Shall  shortly  be  made  known, 


DESCRIBING  JUDGMENT.  499 

And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful  then  ought  I  to  live  ! 
With  what  religious  fear, 

Who  such  a  strict  account  must  give 
For  my  behaviour  here  : 

4  Thou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 
The  watchful  power  bestow  ; 

So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed, 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near  ! 

And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear. 

Old  Hundred— p.  74.]     HYMN  578.     L.  M. 

THE  great  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 
(While  twice  ten  thousand  thunders  roar,) 
Tear  up  the  graves,  and  cleave  the  ground, 
And  make  the  greedy  sea  restore. 

2  The  greedy  sea  shall  yield  her  dead, 
The  earth  no  more  her  slain  conceal ; 

Sinners  shall  lift  their  guilty  head, 
And  shrink  to  see  a  yawning  hell. 

3  But  we,  who  now  our  Lord  confess, 
And  faithful  to  the  end  endure, 

Shall  stand  in  Jesus'  righteousness  : 
Stand,  as  the  Rock  of  Ages,  sure. 

4  We  while  the  stars  from  heaven  shall  fall, 
And  mountains  are  on  mountains  hurl'd, 

Shall  stand  unmov'd  amidst  them  all, 
And  smile  to  see  a  burning  world. 

5  The  earth  and  all  the  works  therein 
Dissolve,  by  raging  flames  destroy'd ; 


DESCRIBING  JUDGMENT. 

While  we  survey  the  awful  scene, 
And  mount  above  the  fiery  void. 

6  By  faith  we  now  transcend  the  skies, 
And  on  that  ruin'd  world  look  down : 

By  love  above  all  height  we  rise, 
And  share  the  everlasting  throne. 

St.  Ann's—?.  9.]     HYMN  579.     C.  JVL 

THAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
The'  appointed  hour  makes  haste, 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Jesus,  thou  source  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  ruler  of  my  heart, 

How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice, 
Pronounce  the  sound,  "  Depart!" 

3  The  thunder  of  that  awful  word, 
Would  so  torment  my  ear, 

'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 

4  What,  to  be  banish'd  from  my  Lord, 
And  yet  forbid  to  die  ! 

To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 
And  death  for  ever  fly  ! 

5  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 
To  see  my  God  remove, 

And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love  ! 

Kershaw—?.  156.]     HYMN  580.     P.  M. 

LIFT  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus, 
Partners  in  his  patience  here  : 
Christ  to  all  believers  precious, 
Lord  of  lords,  shall  soon  appear  : 

Mark  the  tokens 
Of  his  heavenly  kingdom  near. 


DESCRIBING   JUDGMENT.  501 

2  Hear  all  nature's  groans  proclaiming 
Nature's  swift  approaching  doom  ! 

War,  and  pestilence,  and  famine, 
Signify  the  wrath  to  come  ; 

Cleaves  the  centre, 
Nations  rush  into  the  tomb. 

3  Close  behind  the  tribulation 
Of  these  last  tremendous  days  ; 

See  the  flaming  Revelation  ! 
See  the  universal  blaze  ! 

Earth  and  heaven 
Melt  before  the  Judge's  face  ! 

4  Sun  and  moon  are  both  confounded, 
Darken'd  into  endless  night, 

When  with  angel  hosts  surrounded, 
In  his  Father's  glory  bright, 

Beams  the  Saviour, 
Shines  the  everlasting  light. 

5  See  the  stars  from  heaven  falling ; 
Hark,  on  earth  the  doleful  cry  ; 

Men  on  rocks  and  mountains  calling, 
While  the  frowning  Judge  draws  nigh, 

Hide  us,  hide  us, 
Rocks  and  mountains,  from  his  eye ! 

6  With  what  different  exclamation 
Shall  the  saints  his  banner  see  ! 

By  the  monuments  of  his  passion, 
By  the  marks  received  for  me ! 
All  discern  Him, 
All  with  shouts  cry  out—"  Tis  He !" 

7  "Lo  !  'tis  He  !  our  hearts'  desire, 
Come  for  his  espous'd  below  ; 

Come  to  join  us  with  his  choir, 
Come  to  make  our  joys  o'erflow : 

Palms  of  victory, 
Crowns  of  glory  to  bestow." 


DESCRIBING  JUDGMENT. 

8  Yes,  the  prize  shall  soon  be  given ; 

We  his  open  face  shall  see  : 
Love,  the  earnest  of  our  heaven, 

Love  our  full  reward  shall  be, 
Love  shall  crown  us 

Kings  through  all  eternity  ! 

Old  Windsor— p.  10.]     HYMN  581      C.  M. 

WO  to  the  men  on  earth  who  dwell, 
Nor  dread  the'  Almighty's  frown  ; 
When  God  doth  all  his  wrath  reveal, 
And  shower  his  judgments  down. 

2  Sinners,  expect  those  heaviest  showers  : 
To  meet  your  God  prepare  ! 

For,  lo  !  the  seventh  angel  pours 
His  phial  on  the  air. 

3  Lo  !  from  their  seats  the  mountains  leap : 
The  mountains  are  not  found ; 

Transported  far  into  the  deep, 
And  in  the  ocean  drown'd. 

4  Who  then  shall  live  and  face  the  throne, 
And  face  the  Judge  severe  ? 

When  heaven  and  earth  are  fled  and  gone, 
O  where  shall  I  appear  ] 

5  Now,  only  now,  against  that  hour, 
We  may  a  place  provide  ; 

Beyond  the  grave,  beyond  the  power 
Of  hell,  our  spirits  hide  : 

6  Firm  in  the  all-destroying  shock, 
May  view  the  final  scene  ; 

For,  lo  !  the  everlasting  Rock 
Is  cleft  to  take  us  in  ! 

Pensford—v.  178.]     HYMN  582.     7s  &  6s. 

JESUS,  faithful  to  his  word, 
Shall  with  a  shout  descend  : 


DESCRIBING  JUDGMENT.  503 

All  heaven's  host  their  glorious  Lord 

Shall  joyfully  attend. 
Christ  shall  come  with  dreadful  noise, 

Lightnings  swift,  and  thunders  loud ; 
With  the  great  archangel's  voice, 

And  with  the  trump  of  God. 

2  First  the  dead  in  Christ  shall  rise ; 
Then  we  that  yet  remain, 

Shall  be  caught  up  to  the  skies, 

And  see  our  Lord  again. 
We  shall  meet  him  in  the  air ; 

All  wrapt  up  to  heaven  shall  be  ; 
Find,  and  love,  and  praise  him  there, 

To  all  eternity. 

3  Who  can  tell  the  happiness, 
This  glorious  hope  affords  ? 

Joy  unutter'd  we  possess 

In  these  reviving  words  : 
Happy  while  on  earth  we  breathe  ; 

Mightier  bliss  ordain'd  to  know : 
Trampling  down  sin,  hell,  and  death, 

To  the  third  heaven  we  go. 

Arlington— p.  1.]     HYMN  583.     C.  M. 

BY  faith  we  find  the  place  above, 
The  Rock  that  rent  in  twain: 
Beneath  the  shade  of  dying  love, 
And  in  the  cleft  remain. 

2  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  wounds  we  flee ; 
We  sink  into  thy  side  ; 

Assur'd  that  all  who  trust  in  thee, 
Shall  evermore  abide. 

3  Then  let  the  thund'ring  trumpet  sound ; 
The  latest  lightnings  glare ; 

The  mountains  melt ;  the  solid  ground 
Dissolve  as  liquid  air ; 


504  DESCRIBING   JUDGMENT. 

4  The  huge  celestial  bodies  roll, 
Amidst  the  general  fire  ; 

And  shrivel  as  a  parchment  scroll, 
And  all  in  smoke  expire  ! 

5  Yet  still  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 
When  nature  is  destroy'd : 

And  no  created  thing  remains, 
Throughout  the  flaming  void. 

6  Sublime  upon  his  azure  throne, 
He  speaks  the'  almighty  word  : 

His  fiat  is  obey'd  !  'tis  done ; 
And  paradise  restor'd. 

7  So  be  it !  let  this  system  end  ! 
This  ruinous  earth  and  skies  ! 

The  New  Jerusalem  descend  ! 
The  new  creation  rise  ! 

8  Thy  power  omnipotent  assume  ! 
Thy  brightest  majesty ! 

And  when  thou  dost  in  glory  come, 
My  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

Witham—\>.  141 .]    HYMN  534.    4  8s  &  2  6s. 

HOW  happy  are  the  little  flock, 
Who,  safe  beneath  their  guardian  rock, 
In  all  commotions  rest ! 
When  war's  and  tumult's  waves  run  high, 
Unmov'd  above  the  storm  they  lie, 
They  lodge  in  Jesus'  breast. 

2  Such  happiness,  O  Lord,  have  we, 
By  mercy  gather'd  into  thee, 

Before  the  floods  descend  ; 
And  while  the  bursting  cloud  comes  down, 
We  mark  the  vengeful  day  begun, 

And  calmly  wait  the  end. 


DESCRIBING  JUDGMENT. 

S  The  plague,  and  dearth,  and  din  ef  war, 
Our  Saviour's  swift  approach  declare, 

And  bid  our  hearts  arise  : 
Earth's  basis  shook,  confirms  our  hope  : 
Its  cities'  fall  but  lifts  us  up, 

To  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

4  Thy  tokens  we  with  joy  confess ; 
The  war  proclaims  the  Prince  of  Peace ; 

The  earthquake  speaks  thy  power : 
The  famine  all  thy  fulness  brings  ; 
The  plague  presents  thy  healing  wings, 

And  nature's  final  hour. 

5  Whatever  ills  the  world  befall, 
A  pledge  of  endless  good  we  call ; 

A  sign  of  Jesus  near ; 
His  chariot  will  not  long  delay ; 
We  hear  the  rumbling  wheels,  and  pray, 

"  Triumphant  Lord,  appear  !" 

6  Appear  with  clouds  on  Sion's  hill, 
The  word  and  mystery  to  fulfil, 

Thy  confessors  to'  approve  : 
Thy  members  on  thy  throne  to  place, 
And  stamp  thy  name  on  every  face, 

In  glorious,  heavenly  love  ! 

Egypt— p.  87.]     HYMN  585.     S.  M. 

BEHOLD  !  with  awful  pomp, 
The  Judge  prepares  to  come, 
The'  archangel  sounds  the  dreadful  trump ; 
And  wakes  the  general  doom. 

2  Nature,  in  wild  amaze, 
Her  dissolution  mourns, 

Blushes  of  blood  the  moon  deface ; 
The  sun  to  darkness  turns. 

3  The  living  look  with  dread  ; 
The  frighted  dead  arise  : 

43 


506  DESCRIBING   JUDGMENT. 

Start  from  the  monumental  bed, 
And  lift  their  ghastly  eyes. 

4  Horrors  all  hearts  appal, 

They  quake  ;  they  shriek ;  they  cry; 
Bid  rocks  and  mountains  on  them  fall ; 
But  rocks  and  mountains  fly. 

5  Ye  wilful,  wanton  fools, 

Let  dangers  make  you  wise  : 

Carnal  professors,  careless  souls, 

Unclose  your  sleeping  eyes. 

6  'Tis  time  we  all  awake  ; 

The  dreadful  day  draws  near : 
Sinners,  your  proud  presumption  check, 
And  stop  your  wild  career. 

7  Now  is  the'  accepted  time, 
To  Christ  for  mercy  fly  ; 

O  turn,  repent,  and  trust  in  him  ; 
And  you  shall  never  die. 

8  Great  God,  in  whom  we  live, 
Prepare  us  for  that  day  : 

Help  us  in  Jesus  to  believe, 
To  watch,  and  wait,  and  pray. 

MMicent—v.  165.]     HYMN  586.     8s  &  7s. 

RIGHTEOUS  God !  whose  vengeful  phials 
All  our  fears  and  thoughts  exceed ; 
Big  with  woes  and  fiery  trials, 

Hanging,  bursting  o'er  our  head  : 
While  thou  visitest  the  nations, 

Thy  selected  people  spare  ; 
Arm  our  caution'd  souls  with  patience, 
Fill  our  humbled  hearts  with  prayer. 

2  If  thy  dreadful  controversy 
With  all  flesh  is  now  begun  ; 


DISMISSION. 


507 


In  thy  wrath  remember  mercy ; 

Mercy  first  and  last  be  shown ; 
Plead  thy  cause  with  sword  and  fire : 

Shake  us  till  the  curse  remove ; 
Till  thou  com'st,  the  world's  desire, 

Conquering  all  with  sovereign  love. 
S  Every  fresh  alarming  token 

More  confirms  the  faithful  word ; 
Nature,  (for  its  Lord  hath  spoken,) 

Must  be  suddenly  restor'd  : 
From  this  national  confusion  ; 

From  this  ruin'd  earth  and  skies  ; 
See  the  times  of  restitution ; 

See  the  new  creation  rise  ! 
4  Vanish,  then,  this  world  of  shadows ; 

Pass  the  former  things  away : 
Lord  !  appear  !  appear  to  glad  us 

With  the  dawn  of  endless  day  ! 
O  conclude  this  mortal  story ! 

Throw  this  universe  aside  ! 
Come,  eternal  King  of  Glory, 

Now  descend,  and  take  thy  Bride ! 


DISMISSION. 

Dismission— p.  205.]    HYMN  587.    7s  &  8s. 

LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Bid  us  now  depart  in  peace ; 
Still  on  heavenly  manna  feeding, 

Let  our  faith  and  love  increase  : 
Fill  each  breath  with  consolation  ; 
Up  to  thee  our  hearts  we  raise : 
When  we  reach  our  blissful  station, 
Then  we  '11  give  thee  nobler  praise. 
Hallelujah ! 


*»■:■  508  v.. 

ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

Kingswood—v  1851  HYMN  588.  7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

LO  !  I  come  with  joy  to  do 
The  Master's  blessed  will— 
Him  in  outward  works  pursue, 
And  serve  his  pleasure  still. 
Faithful  to  my  Lord's  commands, 

I  still  would  choose  the  better  part : 
Serve  with  careful  Martha's  hands 
And  loving  Mary's  heart. 

2  Careful  without  care  I  am, 
Nor  feel  my  happy  toil : 

Kept  in  peace  by  Jesus'  name, 

Supported  by  his  smile ; 
Joyful  thus  my  faith  to  show, 

I  find  his  service  my  reward ; 
Every  work  I  do  below, 

I  do  it  to  the  Lord. 

3  Thou,  O  Lord,  in  tender  love, 
Dost  all  my  burdens  bear ! 

Lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 

And  fix  it  ever  there  ! 
Calm  on  tumult's  wheel  I  sit, 

'Midst  busy  multitudes  alone, 
Sweetly  waiting  at  thy  feet, 

Till  all  thy  will  be  done. 

4  Thou,  O  Lord,  my  portion  art, 
Before  I  hence  remove  ! 

Now,  my  treasure  and  my  heart 

Are  all  laid  up  above  : 
Far  above  all  earthly  things, 

While  yet  my  hands  are  here  employ'd, 
Sees  my  soul  the  King  of  kings, 

And  freely  talks  with  God. 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  609 

5  O  that  all  the  art  might  know 

Of  living  thus  to  thee ! 
Find  their  heaven  begun  below, 

And  here  thy  glory  see ! 
Walk  in  all  the  works  prepar'd 

By  thee  to  exercise  their  grace; 
Till  they  gain  their  full  reward, 

And  see  thy  glorious  face ! 

Pensford— p.  178.]   HYMN  589.   8  lines  7s  &6s. 

THOU,  my  God,  art  good  and  wise, 
And  infinite  in  power : 
Thee  let  all  in  earth  or  skies 

Continually  adore ! 
Give  me  thy  converting  grace, 
That  I  may  obedient  prove ; 
Serve  my  Maker  all  my  days, 
And  my  Redeemer  love. 

2  For  my  life,  and  clothes,  and  food, 
And  every  comfort  here, 

Thee,  my  most  indulgent  God, 

I  thank,  with  heart  sincere  : 
For  the  blessings  numberless, 

Which  thou  hast  already  given ; 
For  my  smallest  spark  of  grace, 

And  for  my  hope  of  heaven. 

3  Gracious  God,  my  sins  forgive, 
And  thy  good  Spirit  impart ! 

Then  shall  I  in  thee  believe, 

With  all  my  loving  heart : 
Always  unto  Jesus  look, 

Him  in  heavenly  glory  see, 
Who  my  cause  hath  undertook, 

And  ever  prays  for  me. 

4  Grace,  in  answer  to  his  prayer, 
And  every  grace  bestow ; 

43* 


510  ADDITIONAL   HYMNS. 

That  I  may  with  jealous  care, 

Perform  thy  will  below ; 
Rooted  in  humility, 

Still  in  every  state  resign'd, 
Plant,  Almighty  Lord,  in  me 

A  meek  and  lowly  mind. 
5  Poor  and  vile  in  my  own  eyes, 

With  self-abasing  shame, 
Still  I  would  myself  despise, 

And  magnify  thy  name  ; 
Thee  let  every  creature  bless, 

Praise  to  God  alone  be  given ; 
God  alone  deserves  the  praise 

Of  all  in  earth  and  heaven. 

Lyminge—y.  117.]     HYMN  590.    6  lines  8s. 

ALL  things  are  possible  to  him 
That  can  in  Jesus'  name  believe  ; 
Lord,  I  no  more  thy  truth  blaspheme. 
Thy  truth  I  lovingly  receive  ; 

1  can,  I  do  believe  in  thee, 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

2  The  most  impossible  of  all 

Is  that  I  e'er  from  sin  should  cease ; 
Yet  shall  it  be,  I  know  it  shall ; 

Jesus,  look  to  thy  faithfulness  ! 
If  nothing  is  too  hard  for  thee, 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

3  Though  earth  and  hell  the  word  gainsay. 
The  word  of  God  can  never  fail ; 

The  Lamb  shall  take  my  sins  away, 

'Tis  certain,  though  impossible; 
The  thing  impossible  shall  be  : 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

4  When  thou  the  work  of  faith  hast  wrought, 
I  here  shall  in  thine  image  shine, 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  511 

Nor  sin  in  deed,  or  word,  or  thought ; 

Let  men  exclaim,  and  fiends  repine, 
They  cannot  break  the  firm  decree; 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

5  Thy  mouth,  O  Lord,  hath  spoke,  hath  sworn, 
That  I  shall  serve  thee  without  fear ; 

Shall  find  the  pearl  which  others  spurn, 

Holy,  and  pure,  and  perfect  here ; 
The  servant  as  his  Lord  shall  be  ; 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

6  All  things  are  possible  to  God, 

To  Christ  the  power  of  God  in  man, 
To  me,  when  I  am  all  renew'd, 

When  I  in  Christ  am  form'd  again, 
And  witness  from  all  sin  set  free, 
All  things  are  possible  to  me. 

Liberty— -p.  108.]     HYMN  591.     6  lines  8s> 
GOD  of  our  forefathers,  hear, 
And  make  thy  faithful  mercies  known ; 
To  thee,  through  Jesus,  we  draw  near, 

Thy  suffering,  well  beloved  Son ; 
In  whom  thy  smiling  face  we  see, 
In  whom  thou  art  well  pleas'd  with  me. 

2  With  solemn  faith  we  offer  up 
And  spread  before  thy  glorious  eyes, 

That  only  ground  of  all  our  hope, 

That  precious  bleeding  Sacrifice, 
Which  brings  thy  grace  on  sinners  down, 
And  perfects  all  our  souls  in  one. 

3  Acceptance  through  his  only  name, 
Forgiveness  in  his  blood  we  have ; 

But  more  abundant  life  we  claim, 

Through  him  who  died  our  souls  to  save ; 
To  sanctify  us  by  his  blood, 
And  fill  with  all  the  life  of  God. 


512  ADDITIONAL   HYMNS. 

4  Father,  behold  thy  dying  Son, 

And  hear  the  blood  that  speaks  above  ! 

On  us  let  all  thy  grace  be  shown  : 
Peace,  righteousness,  and  joy,  and  love 

Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart, 

And  all  thou  hast,  and  all  thou  art. 

Liberty— p.  108.]     HYMN  592.     L.  M. 

ABRAHAM,  when  severely  tried, 
His  faith  by  his  obedience  show'd ; 
He  with  the  harsh  command  complied, 
And  gave  his  Isaac  back  to  God. 

2  His  son  the  father  offered  up, 
Son  of  his  age,  his  only  son  ; 

Object  of  all  his  joy  and  hope, 
And  less  belov'd  than  God  alone. 

3  O  for  a  faith  like  his,  that  we 

.  The  bright  example  may  pursue  ! 
May  gladly  give  up  all  to  thee, 
To  whom  our  more  than  all  is  due. 

4  Now,  Lord,  to  thee  our  all  we  leave, 
Our  willing  soul  thy  call  obeys  ; 

Pleasure,  and  wealth,  and  fame,  we  give, 
Freedom,  and  life, — to  win  thy  grace. 

5  Is  there  a  thing  than  life  more  dear? 
A  thing  from  which  we  cannot  part? 

We  can  ;  we  now  rejoice  to  tear 
The  idol  from  our  bleeding  heart. 

6  Jesus,  accept  our  sacrifice  ; 

All  things  for  thee  we  count  but  Joss ; 
Lo  !  at  thy  word  our  idol  dies, 
Dies  on  the  altar  of  ihy  cross. 

7  For  what  to  thee,  O  Lord,  we  give, 
A  hundred  fold  we  here  obtain  ; 

And  soon  with  thee  shall  all  receive, 
And  loss  shall  be  eternal  gain. 


ADDITIONAL   HYMNS.  513 

Slateford—y.  199.]     HYMN  593.     6s  &  7s. 

HOW  weak  the  thoughts  and  vain, 
Of  self-deluded  men! 
Men  who,  fix'd  to  earth  alone, 

Think  their  houses  shall  endure ; 
Fondly  call  their  lands  their  own, 
To  their  distant  heirs  secure. 

2  How  happy  then  are  we, 
Who  build,  O  Lord,  on  thee  ! 

What  can  our  foundation  shock  ? 

Though  the  shatter'd  earth  remove, 
Stands  our  city  on  a  rock, 

On  the  Rock  of  heavenly  love. 

3  A  house  we  call  our  own, 
Which  cannot  be  o'erthrown : 

In  the  general  ruin  sure, 
Storms  and  earthquakes  it  defies ; 

Built  immovably  secure ; 
Built  eternal  in  the  skies. 

4  High  on  Immanuel's  land, 
We  see  the  fabric  stand  ; 

From  a  tottering  world  remove, 
To  our  steadfast  mansion  there : 

Our  inheritance  above 

Cannot  pass  from  heir  to  heir. 

5  Those  amaranthine  bowers 
(Unalienably  ours,) 

Bloom,  our  infinite  reward ; 

Hise,  our  permanent  abode  ; 
From  the  founded  world  prepar'd  ; 

Purchas'd  by  the  blood  of  God. 

6  O  might  we  quickly  find 
The  place  for  us  designyd  ! 

See  the  long-expected  day 

Of  our  full  redemption  here  ! 
Let  the  shadows  flee  away; 

Let  the  new-made  world  appear  ! 


514  ADDITIONAL   HYMNS. 

7  High  on  thy  great  white  throne, 
O  King  of  saints,  come  down  ! 

In  the  New  Jerusalem, 
Now  triumphantly  descend ; 

Let  the  final  trump  proclaim 
Joys  begun  which  ne'er  shall  end. 

Triumph— v  2°4-]     HYMN  594.     P.  M. 

ORSHIP,  and  thanks,  and  blessing, 


w 


And  strength,  ascribe  to  Jesus  ! 


Jesus  alone  Defends  his  own, 
When  earth  and  hell  oppress  us. 

Jesus  with  joy  we  witness, 
Almighty  *o  deliver ; 

Our  seals  set  to,  That  God  is  true, 
And  reigns  a  King  for  ever. 

2  Omnipotent  Redeemer, 

Our  ransom'd  souls  adore  thee ; 
Our  Saviour  Thou,  We  find  it  now, 

And  give  thee  all  the  glory. 
We  sing  thy  arm  unshorten'd, 

Brought  through  our  sore  temptation  : 
With  heart  and  voice  In  thee  rejoice, 

The  God  of  our  salvation. 

3  Thine  arm  hath  safely  brought  us 
A  way  no  more  expected, 

Than  when  thy  sheep  Pass'd  thro'  the  deep, 

By  crystal  walls  protected. 
Thy  glory  was  our  rereward, 

Thy  hand  our  lives  did  cover, 
And  we,  even  we,  Have  pass'd  the  sea, 

And  march'd  triumphant  over. 

4  Thy  works  we  now  acknowledge, 
Thy  wond'rous  loving  kindness, 

Which  help'd  thine  own,  By  means  unknown, 
And  smote  our  foes  with  blindness : 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  515 

By  Satan's  host  surrounded, 
Thou  didst  with  patience  arm  us, 

But  wouldst  not  give  The  Syrians  leave, 
Or  Sodom's  sons,  to  harm  us. 

5  The  world's  and  Satan's  malice 

Thou,  Jesus,  hast  confounded, 
And  by  thy  grace,  With  songs  of  praise, 

Our  happy  souls  resounded. 
Accepting  our  deliverance, 

We  triumph  in  thy  favour, 
And  for  the  love  Which  now  we  prove, 

Shall  praise  thy  name  for  ever. 

Pensford—v.  178.]     HYMN  595.     7s  &  6s. 

WHO  is  this  gigantic  foe, 
That  proudly  stalks  along  : 
Overlooks  the  crowd  below, 
In  brazen  armour  strong  ? 
Loudly  of  his  strength  he  boasts  : 
On  his  sword  and  spear  relies  : 
Meets  the  God  of  Israel's  hosts, 
And  all  their  force  defies. 

2  Tallest  of  the  earth-born  race, 

They  tremble  at  his  power ; 
Flee  before  the  monster's  face, 

And  own  him  conqueror. 
Who  this  mighty  champion  is, 

Nature  answers  from  within ; 
He  is  my  own  wickedness, 

My  own  besetting  sin. 

S  In  the  strength  of  Jesus'  name, 

I  with  the  monster  fight, 
Feeble  and  unarm'd  I  am, 

But  Jesus  is  my  might : 


516  ADDITIONAL   HYMNS. 

Mindful  of  his  mercies  past, 
Still  I  trust  the  same  to  prove ; 

Still  my  helpless  soul  I  cast 
On  his  redeeming  love. 

4  With  my  sling  and  stone  I  go, 
To  fight  the  Philistine ; 

God  hath  said  it  shall  be  so, 

And  I  shall  conquer  sin ; 
On  his  promise  I  rely, 

Trust  in  an  Almighty  Lord ; 
Sure  to  win  the  victory, 

For  he  hath  spoke  the  word. 

5  In  the  strength  of  God  I  rise, 
I  run  to  meet  my  foe ; 

Faith  the  word  of  power  applies, 

And  lays  the  giant  low : 
Faith  in  Jesus'  conqu'ring  name 

Slings  the  sin-destroying  stone ; 
Points  the  word's  unerring  aim, 

And  brings  the  monster  down. 

6  Rise,  ye  men  of  Israel,  rise, 
Your  routed  foe  pursue  ; 

Shout  his  praises  to  the  skies, 
Who  conquers  sin  for  you  : 

Jesus  doth  for  you  appear, 

He  his  conquering  grace  affords ; 

Saves  you,  not  with  sword  and  spear 
The  battle  is  the  Lord's. 

7  Every  day  the  Lord  of  Hosts 
His  mighty  power  displays  ; 

Stills  the  proud  Philistine's  boast, 
The  threat'ning  Gittite  slays : 

Israel's  God  let  all  below 
Conqu'ror  over  sin  proclaim  ; 

O  that  all  the  earth  might  know 
The  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  517 

Otley—ip.  146.]     HYMN  596.     4  lines  7s. 

JESUS,  shall  I  never  be 
Firmly  grounded  upon  thee ; 
Never  by  thy  work  abide, 
Never  in  thy  wounds  reside  ? 

2  O  how  wavering  is  my  mind ! 
Toss'd  about  with  every  wind ! 

0  how  quickly  doth  my  heart 
From  the  living  God  depart! 

3  Jesus,  let  my  nature  feel, 
Thou  art  God  unchangeable: 
Jah,  Jehovah,  great  I  AM, 
Speak  into  my  soul  thy  Name. 

4  Grant  that  every  moment  I 
May  believe,  and  feel  thee  nigh, 
Steadfastly  behold  thy  face, 
'Stablish'd  with  abiding  grace. 

5  Plant,  and  root,  and  fix  in  me 
All  the  mind  that  was  in  thee ; 
Settled  peace  I  then  shall  find;. 
Jesus9  is  a  quiet  mind. 

6  Anger  I  no  more  shall  feel, 
Always  even,  always  still; 
Meekly  on  my  God  reclin'd  ; 
Jesus9  is  a  gentle  mind. 

7  I  shall  suffer,  and  fulfil 

All  my  Father's  gracious  will ; 
Be  in  all  alike  resign'd ; 
Jesus9  is  a  patient  mind. 

8  When  'tis  deeply  rooted  here, 
Perfect  love  shall  cast  out  fear; 
Fear  doth  servile  spirits  bind  ; 
Jesus9  is  a  noble  mind. 

9  When  I  feel  it  fixt  within, 

1  shall  have  no  power  to  sin ; 

44 


518  ADDITIONAL    HTMNS. 

How  shall  sin  an  entrance  find  ? 
Jesus9  is  a  spotless  mind. 

10  I  shall  nothing  know  beside 
Jesus,  and  him  crucified  : 
Perfectly  to  him  be  join'd  : 
Jesus'  is  a  laving  mind. 

Ill  shall  triumph  evermore, 
Gratefully  my  God  adore  ; 
God  so  good,  so  true,  so  kind; 
Jesus9  is  a  thankful  mind. 

12  Lowly,  loving,  meek,  and  pure, 
I  shall  to  the  end  endure ; 

Be  no  more  to  sin  inclin'd ; 
Jesus9  is  a  constant  mind. 

13  I  shall  fully  be  restor'd 
To  the  image  of  my  Lord ; 
Witnessing  to  all  mankind, 
Jesus9  is  a  perfect  mind. 

Broadmead—y.  115.]    HYMN  597.    6  lines  8s- 

JESUS,  the  gift  divine  I  know, 
The  gift  divine  I  ask  of  thee  : 
That  living  water  now  bestow, 

Thy  Spirit  and  thyself  on  me  : 
Thou,  Lord,  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Now  let  me  find  thee  in  my  heart ! 

2  Thee,  let  me  drink,  and  thirst  no  more, 
For  drops  of  finite  happiness  : 

Spring  up,  O  Well,  in  heavenly  power, 
In  streams  of  pure,  perennial  peace ; 
In  joy  that  none  can  take  away, 
In  life,  which  shall  for  ever  stay. 

3  Father,  on  me  the  grace  bestow, 
Unblamable  before  thy  sight, 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  519 

Whence  all  the  streams  of  mercy  flow ; 

Mercy,  thy  own  supreme  delight, 
To  me,  for  Jesus'  sake,  impart, 
And  plant  thy  nature  in  my  heart. 

4  Thy  mind  throughout  my  life  be  shown, 
While  list'ning  to  the  wretches'  cry, 

The  widows'  and  the  orphans'  groan, 

On  mercy's  wings  1  swiftly  fly 
The  poor  and  helpless  to  relieve, 
My  life,  my  all  for  them  to  give. 

5  Thus  may  I  show  the  Spirit  within, 
Which  purges  me  from  every  stain, 

Unspotted  from  the  world  and  sin, 

My  faith's  integrity  maintain  ; 
The  truth  of  my  religion  prove, 
By  perfect  purity  and  love. 

Euphrates—?.  182.]  HYMN  598.  7s,  6s,  &  1  8. 

FATHER,  see  this  living  clod, 
This  spark  of  heavenly  fire  ! 
See  my  soul,  the  breath  of  God, 

Doth  after  God  aspire ; 
Let  it  still  to  heaven  ascend, 

Till  I  my  principle  rejoin ; 
Blended  with  my  glorious  end, 

And  lost  in  love  divine  ! 
%  Lord,  if  thou  from  me  hast  broke 

The  power  of  outward  sin  ; 
Burst  this  Babylonish  yoke, 

And  make  me  free  within ; 
Bid  my  inbred  sin  depart, 

And  I  thy  utmost  word  shall  prove, 
Upright  both  in  life  and  heart, 

And  perfected  in  love. 
3  God  of  all-sufficient  grace, 

My  God  in  Christ  thou  art : 


520  ADDITIONAL   HYMNS. 

Bid  me  walk  before  thy  face, 

Till  I  am  pure  in  heart : 
Till  transform'd  by  faith  divine, 

I  gain  that  perfect  love  unknown, 
Bright  in  all  thine  image  shine, 

By  putting  on  thy  Son. 

4  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

In  council  join  again, 
To  restore  thine  image,  lost 

By  frail,  apostate  man  ; 
O  might  I  thy  form  express, 

Through  faith  begotten  from  above, 
Stampt  with  real  holiness, 

And  fill'd  with  perfect  love  ! 

Mfreton—^  60.]     HYMN  599.     L.  M. 

THE  voice  that  speaks  Jehovah  near, 
The  still  small  voice  I  long  to  hear ; 
O  might  it  now  my  Lord  proclaim, 
And  fill  my  soul  with  holy  shame  ! 

2  Asham'd  I  must  for  ever  be, 
Asham'd  the  God  of  love  to  see, 
If  saints  and  prophets  hide  their  face, 
And  angels  tremble  while  they  gaze  ! 

Pastoral  Hymn— -p.  114.]  HYMN  600.  Slims 

LAY  to  thy  hand,  O  God  of  grace  ! 
O  God  the  work  is  worthy  thee; 
See  at  thy  feet,  of  all  the  race 

The  chief,  the  vilest  sinner  see; 
And  let  me  all  thy  mercy  prove, 
Thine  utmost  miracle  of  love. 

2  Speak,  and  a  holy  thing  and  clean 
Shall  strangely  be  brought  out  of  me; 

My  Ethiop  soul  shall  change  her  skin, 
Redeem' d  from  all  iniquity; 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  521 

I,  even  I,  shall  then  proclaim 

The  wonders  wrought  by  Jesus'  name. 

3  Thee  I  shall  then  for  ever  praise, 

In  spirit  and  in  truth  adore  : 
While  all  I  am  declares  thy  grace, 

And  born  of  God,  I  sin  no  more : 
Thy  pure  and  heavenly  nature  share, 
And  fruit  unto  perfection  bear. 

ON   THE   DEATH  OF   A   WIDOW. 

Holstein— p.  171.]    HYMN  601.    8  lines  8s. 

GIVE  glory  to  Jesus  our  Head, 
With  all  that  encompass  his  throne ; 
A  widow,  a  widow  indeed, 

A  mother  in  Israel  is  gone  ! 
The  winter  of  trouble  is  past ; 

The  storms  of  affliction  are  o'er ; 
Her  struggle  is  ended  at  last, 
And  sorrow  and  death  are  no  more. 

2  The  soul  has  o'ertaken  her  mate, 
And  caught  him  again  in  the  sky : 

Advanc'd  to  her  holy  estate, 
And  pleasure  that  never  shall  die: 

Where  glorified  spirits,  by  sight, 
Converse  in  their  happy  abode  ; 

As  stars  in  the  firmament  bright, 
And  pure  as  the  angels  of  God. 

3  Behold !  what  a  triumph  is  there, 
Where  all  in  his  praises  agree ; 

His  beautiful  character  bear, 
And  shine  with  the  glory  they  see  \ 

The  glory  of  God  and  the  Lamb, 
(While  all  in  the  ecstacy  join,) 

Darts  into  their  spiritual  frame, 
And  gives  the  enjoyment  divine. 
44* 


522  ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 

4  In  loud  hallelujahs  they  sing, 

And  harmony  echoes  his  praise : 
When,  lo  !  the  celestial  King 

Pours  out  the  full  light  of  his  face ; 
The  joy,  neither  angel  nor  saint 

Can  bear,  so  ineffably  great ; 
But,  lo  !  the  whole  company  faint, 

And  heaven  is  found — at  his  feet. 

FOR  THE   MOHAMMEDANS. 

Pastoral  Hymn— -p.  114.]  HYMN  602.  6  lines  8s. 

SUN  of  unclouded  righteousness, 
With  healing  in  thy  wings  arise, 
A  sad  benighted  world  to  bless, 

Which  now  in  sin  and  error  lies, 
Wrapt  in  Egyptian  night  profound, 
With  chains  of  hellish  darkness  bound. 

2  The  smoke  of  the  infernal  cave, 

Which  half  the  Christian  world  o'erspread, 
Disperse,  thou  heavenly  Light,  and  save, 

The  souls  by  that  impostor  led, 
The  Arab  thief,  as  Satan  bold, 
Who  quite  destroy'd  thy  Asian  fold. 

3  O  might  the  blood  of  sprinkling  cry 

For  those  who  spurn  the  sprinkled  blood ; 
Assert  thy  glorious  Deity ! 

Stretch  out  thy  arm,  thou  triune  God; 
The  Unitarian  fiend  expel, 
And  chase  his  doctrine  back  to  hell. 

4  Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Thou  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 

Resume  thy  own,  for  ages  lost, 

Finish  the  dire  apostasy; 
Thy  universal  claim  maintain, 
And  Lord  of  the  creation  reign ! 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  523 

FOR  THE   HEATHENS. 

Pastoral  Hymn— pAU.]  HYMN  603.  6lines8s. 

LORD  over  all,  if  thou  hast  made, 
Hast  ransom'd  every  soul  of  man, 
Why  is  the  grace  so  long  delay'd  ? 
Why  unfulfilPd  the  saving  plan  % 
The  bliss  for  Adam's  race  designed* 
When  will  it  reach  to  all  mankind  t 

2  Art  thou  the  God  of  Jews  alone, 
And  not  the  God  of  Gentiles  too  ? 

To  Gentiles  make  thy  goodness  known; 

Thy  judgments  to  the  nations  sljow ; 
Awake  them  by  the  Gospel  call; 
Light  of  the  world,  illumine  all ! 

3  The  servile  progeny  of  Ham 
Seize  as  the  purchase  of  thy  blood ; 

Let  all  the  heathen  know  thy  name : 

From  idols  to  the  living  God 
The  dark  Americans  convert, 
And  shine  in  every  Pagan  heart ! 

4  As  lightning  launch'd  from  east  to  west, 
The  coming  of  thy  kingdom  be; 

To  thee,  by  angel  hosts  confest, 

Bow  every  soul  and  every  knee : 
Thy  glory  let  all  flesh  behold  ! 
And  then  fill  up  thy  heavenly  fold. 

Pastoral  Hymn— p.m.]  HYMN  604.  6  lines  8s. 

OCOME,  thou  radiant  Morning  Star, 
Again  in  human  darkness  shine  ! 
Arise  resplendent  from  afar  ! 
Assert  thy  royalty  divine  ! 
Thy  sway  o'er  all  the  earth  maintain, 
And  now  begin  thy  glorious  reign. 


524  ADDITIONAL   HYMNS. 

2  Thy  kingdom,  Lord,  we  long  to  see  : 
Thy  sceptre  o'er  the  nations  shake : 

To'  erect  that  final  monarchy, 

Edom  for  thy  possession  take  : 
Take,  (for  thou  didst  their  ransom  find,) 
The  purchased  souls  of  all  mankind. 

3  Now  let  thy  chosen  ones  appear, 
And  valiantly  the  truth  maintain ! 

Dispread  thy  gracious  kingdom  here  ; 

Fly  on  the  rebel  sons  of  men  : 
Seize  them  with  faith  divinely  bold, 
And  force  the  world  into  thy  fold  I 


DOXOLOGIES. 


Wells—?.  56.]     HYMN  605.    L.  M. 

OLORD,  our  God,  we  bless  thee  now  I 
To  thee  our  souls  and  bodies  bow : 
With  humblest  awe  fall  down  before 
Thy  throne,  and  joyfully  adore. 
God  of  our  ancestors,  we  praise 
The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit  of  grace  \ 
One  glorious  God,  in  Persons  Three ! 
Our  God  to  all  eternity. 

Martin's  Lane—?.  123.]     HYMN  606.     L.  M. 

PRAISE  God,  from  whom  all  blessings 
flow, 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below : 
Praise  him  above,  ye  heavenly  host, 
Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost. 


ADDITIONAL  HYMNS.  525 

Heavenly  Joy— p.  36.]     HYMN  607.     C.  M. 
The  Christian  Soldier. 

AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 
A  follower  of  the  Lamb  1 
And  shall  I  fear  to  ow«  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 
On  flowery  beds  of  ease  ; 

Whilst  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sail'd  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  1 
Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  1 

Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  1 

4  Sure,  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reigil ; 
Increase  my  courage,  Lord ; 

I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war, 
Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
By  faith  they  bring  it  nigh. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine 

In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 


526 


CONTENTS. 


AWAKENING  and  Inviting Page      7 

Penitential     29 

Describing  Formal  Religion 80 

On  backsliding   •  84 

Prayer  and  Intercession   104 

Prayer  and  Watchfulness 144 

Watch  night 152 

Justification  by  Faith   161 

Goodness  of  God  in  Redemption 171 

The  Attributes  of  God 183 

Sacramental — The  Lord's  Supper    200 

Baptism 210 

Rejoicing  and  Praise 211 

For  full  Redemption     259 

Trusting  in  Grace  and  Providence   324 

The  Christian's  Warfare 344 

Christian  Fellowship 356 

Pastoral   395 

On  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel « 410 

Christmas 421 

New- Year   428 

Family  Worship — Morning  and  Evening >  •  •  431 

Parents  and  Masters    441 

Birthday 451 

Resurrection    454 

For  the  Sabbath 457 

Reading  the  Scriptures 460 

Prospect  of  Heaven 464 

Funeral  Hymns 476 

Describing  Judgment 494 

Dismission 507 

Additional  Hymns  508 

Doxologies  524 

The  Christian  Soldier  525 


527 

A  TABLE 

OF  TEXTS  OF  SCRIPTURE, 
Illustrated  in  this  Volume. 


Genesis. 

2  King 

s. 

Psalms. 

Ch. 

Ver.          Hymn. 

Ch. 

Ver. 

Hymn. 

Ch. 

Ver.        Hymn. 

1 

3 

182 

2 

11 

414 

73 

26 

52 

3 

15 

66 

Job. 

85 

8 

93 

3 

17 

56 

3 

17,18 

557 

86 

17 

96 

3 

23,24 

433 

3 

19 

563 

89 

26 

377 

8 

9 

60 

16 

22 

550 

90 

1,&C 

553 

17 

1,2 

270 

22 

27 

174 

91 

4 

35 

22 

14 

387 

29 

2-5 

85 

95 

1-6 

209 

28 

16,17 

137 

— 

— 

88,89 

95 

9-11 

40 

__» 

— 

285 

33 

15 

505 

100 

1-5 

210 

32 

24-31 

78 

Psalms. 

— 

— 

266 



—          77,7 

1 

1,2 

243 

102 

.    1,2 

127 

Exodus. 

— 

111,  278 

104 

33      - 

276 

3 

7 

30 

4 

6 

112 

106 

1-3 

5S8 

32 

10 

133 

1 

11 

109 

113 

6-9 

205 

33 

20,  22 

407 

19 

1-6 

201 

114 

1-8 

202 



— 

408 

— 

— 

298 

116 

7-9 

218 

34 

6 

180 

23 

1-3 

247 

— 

— 

529 

34 

5-7 

69 

— 

— 

38S 

118 

24 

284 

Leviticus, 

23 

4 

261 

119 

72 

535 

6 

13 

141 

24 

7-10 

523 

119 

96 

363 

25 

8-13 

6 

32 

7 

395 

121 

1       69 

,172 

i 

Deuteronomy 

36 

9 

35 

127 

1 

423 

3 

27 

324 

— 

— 

136 

130 

1 

549 

6 

7 

499 

39 

1,&C 

550 

133 

1-3 

443 

33 

20-29 

345 

42 

1 

115 

139 

5-12 

139 

34 

1-3 

331 

42 

2-4 

495 

139 

23,24 

37 

Joshua. 

45 

2 

111 

— 

— 

115 

7 

13 

29 

— 

— 

335 

— 

— 

415 

24 

15 

516 

46 

1-10 

81 

147 

1,  &c 

264 

Judges. 

— 

— 

257 

148 

1,  &c 

203 

6 

40 

31 

49 

197 

148 

12,  13 

204 

1  Samuel. 

15 

134 

149 

1,2 

263 

20 

3 

570 

51 

5-7 

19 

Proverbs. 

2  Samuel. 

51 

7 

73 

3 

7 

9 

7 

18 

291 

51 

11 

40, 101 

3 

13-18 

253 

1  Kings. 

65 

1 

23 

3 

17 

254 

18 

24 

58 

67 

1-4 

587 

6 

6 

45 

18 

31-39 

349 

68 

4-6 

262 

7 

2     153 

,162 

19 

19 

57 

73 

25 

1 

8 

15,21 

211 

528 


TABLE   OP  TEXTS. 


Proverbs. 

Jeremiah. 

Matthew. 

Ch. 

Ver.           Hymn. 

Ch. 

Ver.           Hymn. 

Ch. 

Ver. 

Hymn. 

13 

15 

20 

9 

23,  24         371 

5 

9 

445 

Ecclesiastes. 

16 

21               475 

6 

6 

58 

12 

14 

577 

17 

5                439 

6 

8-26 

28 

Canticles. 

23 

6                289 

6 

9-13 

476 

2 

9,  10 

238 

23 

29           22,  54 

7 

7-11 

43,  61 

5 

10 

354 

50 

5               421 

7 

21 

14 

8 

6 

24 

Lamentations. 

8 

2,3 

63 

Isaiah. 

3 

26                 74 

8 

16 

63 

1 

5,6 

57 

Ezekiel. 

3 

19 

394 

6 

3 

213 

11 

19           55,  82 

3 

25 

87 

_. 

— 

214 

16 

6                 30 

8 

26 

62 

1.2 

1-6 

192 

13 

31            4,  14 

9 

20-22 

63 

___ 

— 

482 

33 

11             4,  14 

9 

27-29 

63 

30 

21       158 

355 

34 

8-12            33 

9 

32,33 

63 

32 

2 

41 

— 

—              454 

9 

37,38 

455 

33 

lft-24 

538 

36 

26           63, 75 

11 

5 

1 

35 

1-10 

333 

— 

—       303,  341 

11 

12 

132 

35 

5,6 

1,63 

36 

32                 96 

11 

19 

8 

— 

_ 

77 

DanieL 

11 

28,29 

8,15 

35 

10       380 

,537 

3 

19, 20         297 

— 

— 

311 

38 

17 

30 

3 

24               149 

12 

29 

146 

40 

1,8 

459 

Hosea. 

12 

37 

333 

40 

1-S 

568 

11 

8                 92 

13^ 

25 

464 

40 

11 

530 

14 

4          82, 94 

15 

13 

80 

42 

16 

386 

Micah. 



— 

339 

43 

2 

406 

6 

6-8             34 

16 

16,17 

33 

45 

22 

1 

Habakkuk. 

16 

26       551,  552 

48 

4 

82 

1 

13                 34 

17 

20 

47 

51 

9 

480 

2 

3                 43 

18 

14 

571 

52 

1-15 

11 

3 

2         39,  215 

18 

20 

426 



170 

3 

17-19          390 

— 

— 

436 

— 

— 

189 

Haggai. 

20 

22 

329 

53 

3-5 

193 

2 

7                586 

20 

30,31 

63 

53 

4       183 

,  186 

Zechariah. 

24 

14 

1 

54 

7 

84 

3 

2               473 

25 

1-13 

164 

55; 

1-3       12,  13 

4 

7-10          369 





173 

—     113 

,117 

9 

11                 47 

25 

6 

572 

57 

1 

53 

9 

12           64, 69 

25 

21       376,  564 

57 

20,21 

20 

9 

12               150 

26 

41 

166 

58 

13 

526 

Malachi. 

26 

75 

30,  157 

60 

1 

33 

1 

11               479 

27 

46 

26 

63 

3 

196 

3 

1                299 

27 

51,52 

188 

_,_ 

_ 

396 

4 

2         77,  120 

— 

— 

194 

64 

1 

68 

Matthew. 

28 

19 

466 

6$ 

2           53,1 

3 

12               327 

Mark. 

Jeremiah. 

4 

16               483 

4 

39 

68 

1 

17 

472 

5 

2,  4,  6         33 

9 

24 

27 

8 

11 

80 

5 

2,  4,  6       148 

9 

50 

91 

TABLE  OF  TEXTS. 


529 


Mark. 

John. 

Romans. 

Ch. 

Ver. 

Hymn. 

Ch. 

Ver. 

Hymn. 

Ch. 

Ver. 

Hymn. 

10 

27 

68 

5 

39 

532 

9 

21 

315 

11 

24 

165 

6 

31-33 

12,  13 

10 

6,8 

279 

Luke. 

6 

6S 

67 

10 

15 

456 

1 

5 

106 

7 

37,38 

7 

11 

33 

210 

2 

6       383, 485 

8 

12 

465 

12 

1 

374 

2 

14      265, 483 

8 

32 

342 

12 

10 

418 

— 

—       489, 490 

8 

36 

63 

12 

10-12 

142 

6 

18,  19 

50 

10 

11-14 

393 

12 

15 

452 

6 

40 

404 

13 

8,9 

305 

13 

14 

113 

7 

34 

8 

13 

25 

36 

14 

.      8 

313,  314 

7 

36-50 

30 

14 

6,  14 

125 

14 

17 

33,  65 

8 

35 

63 

— 

—    317,  336 

— 

— 

484 

10 

5,6 

422 

14 

16,17 

417 

15 

13 

64 

10 

39 

36 

14 

26 

39,  129 

1  Corinthians. 

10 

41,42 

139 

14 

26 

367 

2 

2 

378,  428 

11 

22 

348 

15 

1,2 

121 

2 

9 

540 

12 

22       384, 391 

16 

7-15 

366 

2 

10 

104 

12 

32 

584 

17 

3 

296 

10 

16,17 

419 

12 

49 

31,  477 

19 

34 

191 

— 

— 

444 

13 

7,8 

493 

20 

27 

426 

10 

31 

56 

— 

494 

21 

15 

52 

12 

31 

105 

14 

16-23 

3,5 

21 

20 

31 

13 

13 

295 

15 

2 

7,16 

Acts. 

14 

15 

474 

15 

4 

69 

2 

38,  39 

457 

15 

52 

578 

15 

20,  &c. 

5 

— 

— 

453 

15 

55 

397 

16 

24-28 

23 

3 

26 

119 

15 

56 

48 

18 

1 

170 

4 

12       240, 256 

15 

57 

560,  561 

18 

5 

71 

5 

31 

52,94 

2  Corinthians. 

18 

10-14 

52 

6 

7 

467 

3 

6 

79 

22 

19       219, 220 

13 

39 

10 

3 

14 

46,61 

' 



221 

14 

22 

435 

3 

18 

310,  408 

22 

29 

195 

16 

29,80 

21 

4 

17 

392 

22 

61,62 

30,  52 

17 

23 

61,  207 

5 

1-8 

199 

23 

18 

195 

17 

28 

294 

— 

— 

542 

23 

34 

30 

22 

16 

235 

5 

10 

74 

24 

1 

528 

Romans. 

5 

14 

3,463 

24 

31,32 

78 

3 

20 

81 

5 

17 

356 

— 

— 

241 

4 

12,25 

3C2 

6 

2 

59 

John. 

4 

13,20 

47 

6 

8 

168 

1 

1-14 

98 

5 

5 

46 

7 

1,5 

346 

— 

— 

300 

5 

10,  11 

281 

8 

9 

32,57 

1 

9 

199 

6 

4,6 

306 

12 

9,11 

435 

1 

29       1 

15,34 

7 

21 

23 

— 

— 

167,  352 

3 

7 

21 

7 

21-23 

49 

Galatians. 

3 

16 

9 

8 

16 

361 

2 

20 

287,361 

4 

14 

35,62 

8 

21 

56 

4 

6 

130 

5 

2-16 

25,  65 

8 

26 

33,69 

5 

11 

469 

5 

25 

436 

— 

— 

145 

6 

2 

416 

45 


530 


TABLE   OF   TEXTS. 


Ephesians. 

Titus 

2  Peter. 

Ch. 

Ver. 

Hymn. 

Ch. 

Ver. 

Hymn. 

Ch. 

Ver. 

Hymn. 

1 

3-6 

598, 

442 

2 

14 

344 

3 

11-14 

429 

1 

13,  14 

364 

Hebrews. 

1  John. 

2 

1 

63 

1 

3 

397 

1 

3 

177 

2 

5 

351 

2 

18 

26 

1 

9 

251 

2 

8 

61 

3 

9-11 

40 

2 

1,2 

34,  103 

2 

14 

446 

4 

1-11 

323 

3 

9 

358 

3 

18,  19 

63 

187 

4 

12 

29 

3 

21 

357 

4 

4-12 

441 

4 

15 

379 

4 

12 

359 

4 

14-18 

420 

6 

19 

399 

4 

16,17 

71 

5 

14 

1 

7 

25 

34,  179 

— 

— 

240 

5 

18 

347 

8 

10 

302 

4 

13 

64,328 

5 

26,27 

123 

9 

14 

227 

4 

IS 

348 

6 

11-18 

400 

9 

19-26 

19 

5 

7,8 

144 

__ 

401 

10 

29 

40 

5 

7,8 

216 

Philippi 

ins. 

11 

1 

176 

2  John. 

2 

9-11 

468 

11 

13-16 

274 

12 

a 

3 

8 

187,  4: 

11 

13-16 

413 

Revelation. 

3 

21 

554 

— 

— 

492,  537 

1 

7 

573 

4 

4 

86 





548 

1 

10 

527 

Colossians. 

11 

34 

307,  405 

1 

11-20 

133 

2 

6 

246 

12 

1 

429 

1 

20 

461 

2 

14,  15 

524 

12 

2 

131 

2 

17 

303, 432 

3 

524 

__ 

152,  242 

3 

17 

57 

3 

3 

42 

12 

6 

99,  275 

3 

20 

239,  440 

3 

11 

238 

13 

17 

471 

3 

21 

540 

3 

15,  16 

283 

James. 

5 

9 

412 

1  Thess. 

1 

17 

375 

6 

17 

580 

4 

15-17 

532 

4 

14 

547 

7 

9-12 

212 



585 

1  Peter. 

— 

— 

544 

5 

22 

169 

1 

17 

107 

7 

13-17 

434 

5 

23,24 

373 

2 

11,12 

425 

— 

— 

545 

1  Timothy. 

4 

17 

98 

12 

5-8 

292 

1 

15 

8,31 

5 

5 

57 

14 

4 

427 

6 

12 

478 

5 

7 

385 

— 

— 

453 

2  Timothy. 

5 

10 

60,  317 

19 

13 

32 

3 

5 

79 

2  Peter. 

21 

1 

541 

3 

14,17 

533 

1 

21 

531 

21 

3 

574 

536 

3 

10 

576 

22 

2-5 

589 

4 

7 

328,  470 

__ 

— 

578,  579 

22 

17 

543 

531 
INDEX  TO  THE  HYMNS. 


ABRAHAM,  when  severely  tried Page  512 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have 149 

Adam  descended  from  arjove 181 

A  fountain  of  life  and  of  grace 252 

Again  we  lift  our  voice . 492 

A  godly,  formal  saint    82 

Ah !  Lord,  with  trembling  I  confess 95 

Ah !  lovely  appearance  of  death 482 

Ah !  where  am  I  now , ,     qq 

Ah !  whither  should  I  go 41 

Alas !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed     175 

All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb 125 

All  thanks  to  the  Lamb,  who  gives  us  to  meet 371 

All  glory  to  God  in  the  sky  .. 421 

All  hail !  happy  day . 423 

All  praise  to  Him  who  dwells  in  bliss 432 

All  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord 382 

All  things  are  possible  to  him , 510 

Almighty  Maker,  God 240 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  , 525 

And  can  I  yet  delay » 6S 

And  can  it  be  that  I  should  gain 250 

And  are  we  yet  alive 35g 

And  am  I  born  to  die    4 477 

And  am  I  only  born  to  die 478 

And  let  our  bodies  part 377 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail 481 

And  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought   498 

And  must  this  body  die 4S0 

And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found 62 

Angels  your  march  oppose   348 

An  inward  baptism  of  pure  fire 2S4 

Appointed  by  thee,  we  meet  in  thy  name 373 

Are  there  not  in  the  lab'rer's  day 404 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise 165 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake 417 

A  thousand  oracles  divine 1 98 

Author  of  faith,  eternal  Word   161 

Author  of  faith,  to  thee  I  cry 61 

Author  of  faith,  we  seek  thy  face    143 

Author  of  our  salvation,  thee  ...    204 

Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake 16 

Awake,  my  soul,  to  meet  the  day     438 

Away,  my  unbelieving  fear 335 


532  INDEX. 

Away  with  our  fears !  The  glad  morning  appears  ....  Page  452 

Away  with  our  sorrow  and  fear 467 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne 234 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind    173 

Behold  the  servant  of  the  Lord 27 1 

Behold !  with  awful  pomp    505 

Being  of  beings,  God  of  love    117 

Be  it  my  only  wisdom  here    149 

Bid  me  of  men  beware 155 

Blessing,  honour,  thanks,  and  praise 486 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace   . . 398 

Blest  be  our  everlasting  Lord 195 

Blest  be  the  dear  uniting  love 373 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 394 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow 13 

But  above  all,  lay  hold    345 

But  can  it  be,  that  I  should  prove    307 

By  faith  we  find  the  place  above  503 

Captain  of  our  salvation,  take     449 

Cast  on  the  fidelity   340 

Celestial  Dove,  descend  from  high 210 

Centre  of  our  hopes  thou  art    386 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King 328 

Christ,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 389 

Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join    365 

Come  away  to  the  skies,  My  beloved  arise  357 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost    112 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,  "Whom  one  all-per- 
fect, &c 199 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,  Honour  the  means,  &c.  210 

Come,  Father,  Son,  and  Hoiy  Ghost,  To  whom,  &c 445 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  a'J  quick'ning  fire 309 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  au-quick'ning  fire,  Come,  and  in  me,  &c.  313 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  our  hearts  inspire 460 

Come,  holy,  celestial  Dove 43 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 125 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs   235 

Come,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue 428 

Come,  let  us  anew,  our  journey  pursue,  With  vigour  arise  358 

Come,  let  us  ascend 359 

Come,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe   212 

Come,  let  us  use  the  grace  divine 369 

Come,  Lord,  and  claim  me  for  thine  own 291 

Come,  Lord,  from  above,  &c 116 

Come,  O  my  God,  the  promise  seal 302 

Come,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord    26 

Come,  O  thou  greater  than  our  heart  . 307 

Come,  O  thou  Traveller  unknown 77 


INDEX.  533 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress  Page  337 

Come,  Saviour,  Jesus  from  above 260 

Come,  Saviour,  let  thy  tokens  prove 207 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  Gospel  feast    9 

Come,  then,  ye  sinners,  to  your  Lord 12 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing 221 

Come,  thou  everlasting  Spirit  205 

Come,  thou  almighty  King 219 

Come,  thou  omniscient  Son  of  man   232 

Come,  thou  high  and  lofty  Lord  . . 366 

Come,  wisdom,  power,  and  grace  divine 392 

Come,  ye  followers  of  the  Lord 157 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy 8 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord    223 

Comfort,  ye  ministers  of  grace 399 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs   330 

Deepen  the  wounds  thy  hands  have  made    312 

Depth  of  mercy !  can  there  be   95 

Draw  near,  O  Son  of  God,  draw  near 401 

Drooping  soul,  shake  off  thy  fears 46 

Enslav'd  to  sense,  to  pleasure  prone   56 

Equip  me  for  the  war 349 

Eternal  Beam  of  Light  divine    342 

Eternal  Power,  whose  high  abode 196 

Eternal,  spotless  Lamb  of  God 413 

Eternal  Wisdom !   Thee  we  praise   185 

Ever  fainting  with  desire    276 

Except  the  Lord  conduct  the  plan 370 

Expand  thy  wings,  celestial  Dove 167 

Extended  on  a  cursed  tree    176 

Fain  would  I  go  to  thee,  my  God   74 

Father,  at  thy  footstool  see    338 

Father,  behold  with  gracious  eyes 135 

Father,  ho.v  wide  thy  glories  shine 183 

Father,  I  dare  believe   285 

Father,  if  justly  still  we  claim   398 

Father,  if  thou  must  reprove 101 

Father-,  in  whom  we  live 254 

Father,  into  thy  hands  alone 321 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee    126 

Father  of  all,  by  whom  we  are    , . . .  448 

Father  of  all,  in  whom  alone    460 

Father  of  lights,  from  whom  proceeds 32 

Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord 59 

Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  my  Lord,  My,  &c 311 

Father  of  Jesus  Christ,  the  Jus*t 42 

45* 


534  INDEX. 

Father  of  our  dying  Lord   Page  362 

Father  of  everlasting  grace    314 

Father  of  all,  whose  powerful  voice 412 

Father  of  me  and  all  mankind 420 

Father  of  lights,  thy  needful  aid , 442 

Father  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 462 

Father,  our  hearts  we  lift 422 

Father,  see  this  living  clod    . 519 

Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost 272 

Father,  supply  my  every  need 295 

Father,  to  thee  I  lift  mine  eyes 439 

Father,  to  thee  my  soul  I  lift 322 

Fondly  my  foolish  heart  essays 356 

For  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be 264 

Fountain  of  life  and  all  my  joy 308 

Fountain  of  life  to  all  below 129 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 235 

Give  glory  to  Jesus  our  Head ^. 521 

Give  me  a  sober  mind 155 

Give  me  the  faith  which  can  remove 409 

Give  me  the  enlarg'd  desire 312 

Giver  and  Guardian  of  my  sleep , 433 

Giver  of  concord,  Prince  of  peace 389 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears    331 

Glory  be  to  God  above 379 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high 233 

Glory  to  God  on  high    209 

Glory  to  God,  whose  sovereign  grace 419 

Glorious  God,  accept  a  heart I93 

God  is  in  this  and  every  place 49 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 334 

God  of  all  consolation,  take 375 

God  of  all  grace  and  majesty 108 

God  of  almighty  love    150 

God  of  all  power,  and  truth,  and  grace 294 

God  of  all-redeeming  grace 270 

God  of  eternal  truth  and  grace 293 

God  of  Israel's  faithful  three "  .  257 

God  of  love  that  hear'sfc  the  prayer 384 

God  of  my  life,  to  thee 451 

God  of  my  life,  what  just  return 73 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power !  332 

God  of  my  salvation,  hear    107 

God  of  unexampled  grace 182 

God  only  wise,  almighty,  good ,  441 

Go,  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord .'!.'.*!!.  404 

Gracious  Redeemer,  shake   153 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim   !....'!  115 

Great  God,  to  me  the  sight  afford  .!!!!...  166 


INDEX.  535 

Hail !  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost  Page  189 

Hail !  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 197 

Hail !  thou  once  despised  Jesus   245 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended    482 

Happy  soul,  who  sees  the  day 418 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace  224 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  join'd 225 

Hark !  a  voice  divides  the  sky    488 

Hark !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound    . 488 

Hark !  how  the  Gospel  trumpet  sounds 244 

Hark !  how  the  watchmen  cry 347 

Hark !   the  herald  angels  sing 426 

Head  of  the  church  triumphant 239 

Hearken  to  the  solemn  voice 159 

Heavenly  Father,  sovereign  Lord 287 

He  comes !  he  comes !  the  Judge  severe    496 

He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies , 455 

Help,  Lord,  to  whom  for  help  I  fly 147 

He  wills  that  1  should  holy  be 300 

High  on  his  everlasting  throne 400 

Ho !  every  one  that  thirsts,  draw  nigh    ]  7 

Holy,  and  true,  and  righteous  Lord 295 

Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none 1 94 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 196 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  confess    394 

Holy  Lamb,  who  thee  receive   265 

Hosannah  to  Jesus  on  high 485 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 397 

How  can  a  sinner  know    162 

How  do  thy  mercies  close  me  round    329 

How  happy  are  the  little  flock  ...>., 504 

How  happy,  are  they,  who  their  Saviour  obey 89 

How  happy  every  child  of  graee 239 

How  happy,  gracious  Lord,  are  we 215 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot 474 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is 31 

How  shall  a  lost  sinner  in  pain    91 

How  shall  I  walk  my  God  to  please 444 

How  tedious  apd  tasteless  the  hours  220 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below 1 50 

How  weak  the  thoughts  and  vain , 513 

I  and  my  house  will  serve  the  Lord 447 

I  ask  the  gift  of  righteousness 166 

If  now  I  have  acceptance  found    305 

I  long  to  behold  Him  array'd    465 

I '11  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath 231 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives 286 

In  boundless  mercy,  gracious  Lord 132 

In  fellowship  alone 346 


536  INDEX. 

Infinite,  unexhausted  love Page  217 

Inspirer  of  the  ancient  seers 461 

In  that  sad,  memorable  night    200 

Into  thy  gracious  hands  I  fall 247 

I  the  good  fight  have  fought 407 

I  thirst,  thou  wounded  Lamb  of  God 110 

I  want  a  principle  within    144 

I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within , 314 

I  will  hearken  what  the  Lord 96 

Jehovah,  God  the  Father,  bless 135 

Jesus,  Redeemer,  Saviour,  Lord 70 

Jesus,  shall  I  never  be 517 

Jesus,  the  word  of  mercy  give    405 

Jesus,  accept  the  praise 374 

Jesus,  all-redeeming  Lord 204 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command    202 

Jesus  comes  with  all  his  grace    259 

Jesus  drinks  the  bitter  cup    ; 179 

Jesus,  faithful  to  his  word 502 

Jesus,  friend  of  sinners,  hear 85 

Jesus,  from  thy  heavenly  place    417 

Jesus,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow   120 

Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  the  sheep 338 

Jesus  hath  died  that  I  might  live 2S1 

Jesus,  I  believe  thee  near 98 

Jesus,  I  fain  would  find 1 39 

Jesus,  if  still  the  same  thou  art 37 

Jesus,  if  still  thou  art  to-day 63 

Jesus,  in  whom  the  Godhead's  rays    304 

Jesus,  in  whom  the  weary  find    60 

Jesus  is  our  common  Lord 255 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye    33 

Jesus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee 364 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 39 

Jesus,  my  Advocate  above 105 

Jesus,  my  all,  to  heaven  is  gone    327 

Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  apply 265 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend 117 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  cry  to  thee 301 

Jesus,  my  Saviour,  brother,  friend 148 

Jesus,  my  strength  and  righteousness 406 

Jesus,  my  strength,  my  hope   146 

Jesus,  my  truth,  my  way 273 

Jesus,  Redeemer  of  mankind 124 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 416 

Jesus,  the  gift  divine  I  know    513 

Jesus,  the  all-restoring  Word 122 

Jesus,  take  all  the  glory 251 

Jesus,  the  Conqueror,  reigns  415 


INDEX.  537 

Jesus,  the  life,  the  truth,  the  way Page  291 

Jesus,  the  name  high  over  all 406 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  to  thee 66 

Jesus,  to  thee  I  now  can  fly 214 

Jesus,  to  thee  my  heart  1  bow 304 

Jesus,  to  thee  our  hearts  we  lift 381 

Jesus,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord   Ill 

Jesus,  thou  art  our  King 266 

Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King 218 

Jesus,  thou  hast  bid  us  pray 137 

Jesus,  thou  soul  of  all  our  joys •  410 

Jesus,  thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all * 136 

Jesus,  thy  blood  and  righteousness    251 

Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 277 

Jesus,  thy  far-extended  fame   53 

Jesus,  thy  loving  Spirit  alone 300 

Jesus,  thy  wandering  sheep  behold 395 

Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace   - .  363 

Jesus,  we  thus  obey 203 

Jesus,  we  look  to  thee 382 

Jesus,  with  kindest  pity  see . . . . 387 

Jesus,  whose  glory's  streaming  rays 170 

Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain 28 

Lamb  of  God,  whose  dying  love   < . .    .......  206 

Lay  to  thy  hand,  O  God  of  grace 520 

Leader  of  faithful  souls,  and  guide 464 

Let  all  who  truly  bear 201 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree 226 

Let  every  mortal  ear  attend   18 

Let  eveiy  tongue  thy  goodness  speak   23a 

Let  God,  who  comforts  the  distrest 134 

Let  Him  to  whom  we  now  belong 271 

Let  not  the  wise  their  wisdom  boast   . .  - 319 

Let  the  beasts  their  breath  resign   19 

Let  the  redeem'd  give  thanks  and  praise 65 

Let  the  world  their  virtue  boast 35 

Let  us  join  ('tis  God  commands) 367 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  scA  awake 408 

Lift  up  your  eyes  of  faith,  and  see 470 

Lift  up  your  hearts  to  things  above 378 

Lift  your  heads,  ye  friends  of  Jesus 500 

Light  of  life,  seraphic  fire 270 

Lo !  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore 248 

Lo !  He  comes,  with  clouds  descending   495 

Lo !  I  come  with  joy  to  do 508 

Lo !  in  thy  hand  I  lay 114 

Lo  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 387 

Long  have  I  seem'd  to  serve  thee,  Lord    80 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee 133" 


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Lord,  and  is  thine  anger  gone Page    87 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 507 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they  227 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains    279 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  every  word    267 

Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal   66 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  he,ar 435 

Lord,  in  the  strength  of  grace 320 

Lord  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be 51 

Lord  of  the  harvest,  hear 396 

Lord  over  all,  if  thou  hast  made 523 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray   435 

Lord,  we  are  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin 24 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now 119 

Love  divine,  all  loves  excelling 268 

Lovers  of  pleasure  more  than  God 16 

Loving  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb 290 

Maker,  Saviour  of  mankind 107 

Master,  I  own  thy  lawful  claim    339 

Master  supreme,  I  look  to  thee   446 

May  I,  throughout  this  day  of  thine   457 

Meet  and  right  it  is  to  sing 253 

Mortals  awake,  with  angels  join 427 

My  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so 48 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love   437 

My  God,  I  am  thine,  what  a  comfort  divine 225 

My  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine 274 

My  God,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry 75 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love    109 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love   327 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys   . .  230 

My  gracious,  loving  Lord «, 81 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou 121 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend 237 

My  Saviour's  pierced  side  - 210 

My  Saviour,  thou  thy  love  to  me    278 

My  soul  before  thee  prostrate  lies   75 

My  soul,  through  my  Redeemer's  care   200 

My  span  of  life  will  soon  be  done 472 

My  sufferings  all  to  thee  are  known 30 

None  is  like  Jeshurun's  God 298 

Now,  e'en  now,  I  yield,  I  yield    282 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 433 

Now  I  have  found  the  ground  wherein   343 

O  all-creating  God 200 

O  almighty  God  of  love    113 

O  all  that  pass  by,  to  Jesus  draw  near   14 


INDEX.  539 

O  come  and  dwell  in  me Page  306 

O  come,  thou  radiant  Morning  Star 523 

Of  Him  who  did  salvation  bring   173 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 93 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing  .  * 7 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God    262 

O  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 55 

Oft  have  we  pass"d  the  guilty  night 152 

Oft  I  in  my  heart  have  said 243 

O  God,  if  thou  art  love  indeed 102 

O  God,  most  merciful  and  true 128 

O  God,  my  God,  my  all  thou  art , 440 

O  God,  my  hope,  my  heavenly  rest 353 

O  God  of  good,  the  unfathom'd  sea 188 

O  God  of  our  forefathers,  hear 511 

O  God,  our  help  in  ages  past 479 

O  God,  thou  bottomless  abyss    190 

O  God,  thy  faithfulness  I  plead   355 

O  God,  thy  righteousness  we  own 101 

O  God,  to  whom  in  flesh  reveal'd 52 

O  God,  what  offering  shall  I  give   320 

O  glorious  hope  of  perfect  love 285 

O  great  mountain,  who  art  thou 316 

O  heavenly  King,  look  down  from  above 211 

Oh !  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day 77 

O  Jesus !  at  thy  feet  we  wait 297 

O  Jesus !  full  of  grace    100 

O  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace 260 

O  Jesus,  let  thy  dying  cry 293 

O  Jesus,  source  of  calm  repose   290 

O  joyful  sound  of  Gospel  grace 280 

O  let  the  prisoner's  mournful  cries 141 

O  Lord,  our  God,  we  bless  thee  now 524 

O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art 40 

O  love  divine !  what  hast  thou  done 172 

O  love,  I  languish  at  thy  stay    315 

O  may  thy  powerful  word    127 

Omnipresent  God,  whose  aid 437 

On  all  the  earth  thy  Spirit  shower , 399 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 471 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day   434 

Once  more  we  come  before  our  God t . . . .  411 

O  Saviour,  cast  a  gracious  smile  393 

O  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise 118 

O  tell  me  no  more  of  this  world's  vain  store  .    229 

O  that  I  could  repent 32 

O  that  I  could  repent !   With  all  my  idols  part 55 

O  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive    ... .  46 

O  that  I  could  revere 56 

O  that  I  were  as  heretofore 92 


540  INDEX. 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone Page  269 

O  that  thou  wouldst  the  heavens  rent  69 

O  thou  dear,  suffering  Son  of  God 173 

O  thou  eternal  Victim  slain 205 

O  thou  God  of  my  salvation 238 

O  thou,  our  Husband,  Brother,  Friend 391 

O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight   115 

O  thou  who  all  things  canst  control 1 56 

O  thou,  who  earnest  from  above 133 

O  thou,  who  hast  our  sorrows  borne 163 

O  thou,  whom  all  thy  saints  adore 130 

O  thou,  whom  fain  my  soul  would  love 79 

O  thou,  whom  once  they  flock'd  to  hear 29 

O  'tis  delight,  without  alloy  256 

O  'tis  enough,  my  God,  my  God   98 

Our  earth  we  now  lament  to  see    142 

Our  friendship  sanctify  and  guide    390 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead 454 

O  what  shall  I  do  my  Saviour  to  praise  246 

O  why  did  I  my  Saviour  leave 99 

O  wond'rous  power  of  faithful  prayer 127 

Partners  of  a  glorious  hope 368 

Pass  a  few  swiftly  fleeting  years 491 

Peace  be  on  this  house  bestow'd  369 

Peace,  doubting  heart,  my  God's  I  am 352 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not  fear 336 

Pierce,  fill  me  with  an  humble  fear 151 

Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair 174 

Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow 524 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise 232 

Praise  ye  the  Lord,  ye  immortal  choirs 186 

Prayer  is  appointed  to  convey   , 160 

Prisoner  of  hope,  to  thee  I  turn 71 

Prisoners  of  hope,  lift  up  your  heads  313 

duicken'd  with  our  immortal  Head 303 

Rejoice  evermore  with  angels  above   241 

Rejoice  for  a  brother  deceas'd 484 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King 228 

Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest 458 

Righteous  God  !  whose  vengeful  phials 506 

Rock  of  Israel,  cleft  for  me 203 

Salvation  !  O  the  joyful  sound 234 

Saviour  from  sin,  I  wait  to  prove 283 

Saviour,  I  now  with  shame  confess 97 

Saviour  of  all,  to  thee  we  bow    385 


INDEX.  541 

Saviour  of  all,  what  hast  thou  done Page  350 

Saviour  of  men,  thy  searching  eye 402 

Saviour  of  sinful  men 380 

Saviour  of  the  sin-sick  soul , 279 

Saviour,  on  me  the  want  bestow   139 

Saviour,  Prince  of  Israel's  race 54 

Saviour,  the  world's  and  mine   . . 171 

Say,  which  of  you  would  see  the  Lord   131 

See  how  great  a  flame  aspires 414 

See  how  the  morning  sun 436 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see 372 

See,  sinners,  in  the  Gospel  glass 21 

Shall  I,  for  fear  of  feeble  man  . 401 

Shepherd  divine,  our  wants  relieve    145 

Shepherd  of  souls,  with  pitying  eye    104 

Shepherds,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes   425 

Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive 94 

Shrinking  from  the  cold  hand  of  death 490 

Since  the  Son  hath  made  me  free 296 

Sing  to  the  great  Jehovah's  praise  . , 430 

Sinners,  believe  the  Gospel  word 21 

Sinners,  obey  the  Gospel  word 11 

Sinners,  the  call  obey 22 

Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard    25 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die   10 

Soldiers  of  Christ,  arise 344 

Son  of  God,  if  thy  free  grace    86 

Son  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant    119 

Son  of  thy  Sire's  eternal  love , 412 

Spirit  of  fakh,  come  down 106 

Spirit  of  truth,  essential  God    463 

Stand  the  omnipotent  decree 497 

Stay,  thou  insulted  Spirit,  stay    44 

Steel  me  to  shame,  reproach,  disgrace 403 

Still  for  thy  loving  kindness,  Lord 83 

Still,  Lord,  I  languish  for  thy  grace 72 

Still  out  of  the  deepest  abyss 475 

Sun  of  unclouded  righteousness 522 

Surrounded  by  a  host  of  foes   . . .  ^ 351 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 457 

Talk  with  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal   214 

Terrible  thought !  shall  I  alone   27 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come 500 

That  doleful  night  before  his  death 207 

The  Church  in  her  militant  state  . . 469 

The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace   462 

The  day  of  Christ,  the  day  of  God 247 

The  earth  is  the  Lord's,  and  all  it  contains 342 

The  God  of  Abrah'm  praise 236 

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542  INDEX. 

The  great  archangel's  trump  shall  sound Page  499 

The  King  of  heaven  his  table  spreads 209 

The  Lord  is  King,  and  earth  submits    403 

The  Lord  of  earth  and  sky 429 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praise 454 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 334 

The  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets 491 

The  power  to  bless  my  house    450 

The  praying  Spirit  breathe 144 

The  Saviour  meets  his  flock  to-day 459 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high    . 253 

The  thing  my  God  doth  hate 261 

The  voice  of  my  Beloved  sounds 212 

The  voice  that  speaks  Jehovah  near 520 

The  wisdom  own'd  by  all  thy  sons    . , . , 256 

Thee,  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace    , . . « 140 

Thee,  Jesus,  thee,  the  sinner's  friend 71 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  Name    476 

Thee  will  I  love,  my  Strength,  my  Tower 216 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 465 

This,  this  is  the  G  od  we  adore 237 

Thou  God  of  glorious  majesty 496 

Thou  God  of  truth  and  love 361 

Thou  God  that  an?werest  by  fire 301 

Thou  God,  unsearchable,  unknown 169 

Thou  great  mysterious  God  unknown 164 

Thou  hidden  God,  for  whom  I  groan   49 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height 263 

Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose    213 

Thou,  Jesus,  thou  my  breast  inspire   323 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead 494 

Thou  Lamb  of  God,  thou  Prince  of  peace 341 

Thou,  Lord,  hast  blest  my  going  out 161 

Thou,  Lord,  on  whom  I  still  depend   466 

Thou  man  of  griefs,  remember  me 51 

Thou,  my  God,  art  good  and  wise 509 

Thou  seest  my  feebleness    154 

Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine 218 

Thou  Son  of  God,  whose  flaming  eyes 25 

Thou,  the  great  eternal  God    194 

Thou  true  and  only  God,  lead'st  forth    491 

Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright 333 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on 440 

Thy  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love 228 

Thy  faithfulness,  Lord,  each  moment  we  prove 14 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  gr-acious  Lord 493 

Thy  presence,  Lord,  the  place  shall  fill 153 

'Tis  finish'd,  'tis  done,  the  spirit  is  fled « ,  .  .  .  .  494 

To  thee,  great  God  of  love,  I  bow    ..,,....  354 

To  the  haven  of  thy  breast ..,»....    45 


index.  543 

To  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes , Page  158 

Try  us,  O.  God,  and  search  the  ground 360 

Unchangeable,  almighty  Lord 383 

Urge  on  your  rapid  course 415 

Vain,  delusive  worlds  adieu 325 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear   493 

Watch'd  by  the  world's  malignant  eye 372 

We  by  his  Spirit  prove 163 

"We  know,  by  faith,  we  know 468 

Weary  of  wand'ring  from  my  God ...» 84 

Weary  souls  that  wander  wide  15 

Welcome  sweet  day  of  rest    457 

We  lift  our  hearts  to  thee   432 

What  am  I,  O  thou  glorious  God 252 

What  could  your  Redeemer  do 20 

What  is  our  calling's  glorious  hope 297 

What !  never  speak  one  evil  word ............ 292 

What  now  is  my  object  and  aim « 275 

When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God  324 

When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be   123 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear    349 

When  Israel  out  of  Egypt  came e 184 

When  my  relief  will  most  display   60 

When,  my  Saviour,  shall  1  be   303 

When  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit , 434 

When  rising  from  the  bed  of  death 76 

When  shall  I  see  the  welcome  hour 308 

When  shall  thy  love  constrain 67 

Where  is  my  God,  my  jov,  my  hope »  431 

Where  shall  my  wond'ring  soul  begin 180 

Where  the  ancient  dragon  lay   289 

Wherewith,  O  Lord,  shall  I  draw  near 38 

While  dead  in  trespasses  I  lie    64 

While  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by  night 426 

Who  are  these  array'd  in  white   » 470 

Who  hath  slighted  or  contemn'd 317 

Who  is  this  gigantic  foe 515 

Whom  man  forsakes  thou  wilt  not  leave 123 

Why  do  we  mourn  for  dying  friends 489 

Why  not  now,  my  God,  my  God 129 

Why  should  the  children  of  a  King 47 

Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die   487 

With  glorious  clouds  encompass'd  round 36 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 326 

Wo  to  the  men  on  earth  who  dwell    502 

Worship,  and  thanks,  and  blessing , 514 

Would  Jesus  have  the  sinner  oie 181 

Wretched,  helpless,  and  distrest 57 


544  INDEX. 

Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know  * . . . .  Page  456 

Ye  heavens  rejoice  in  Jesus's  grace 175 

Ye  simple  souls  that  stray  242 

Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  hear 222 

Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  man  , 177 

Ye  thirsty  for  God,  To  Jssus  give  ear 23 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor 208 

Yes,  from  this  instant,  now  I  will 103 

Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak 78 

Young  men  and  maidens  raise 249 


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